I hadn't had much sabotage this week so Dad gave me a go and said: Go buy whatever toy you want.
Then I went and bought a trout. Trout was beautiful when you died in her. On the way, I thought I was going to warm up to it. And Daddy is happy. When I went out into the yard, I saw Dad make ranchin. In order to surprise him, I went for a break and stared hard. Dad yelled. Not because of Trout's voice, he yelled because you cut his finger. Daddy sucked his finger back. She looked at me sadly and said, "I guess." Then he went home to close his wound.