Sam: I'm going to make you disappear! Dis-a-dis!
Mom: I'm gone now! When can I come back?
Sam: In twenty-two years.
Mom: Twenty-two years is a long time! You'll probably be done with college by then! Are you going to go to college?
Sam: Yes. And I am going to Costco.
Sam: Momma, my ears are slowing me down.
Mom: I don't understand that.
Sam: I love you, Momma. You smell like macaroni.
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