I love pubs.
A lot of them let me in.
Strangely, they let Brother in, too.
I guess they're not that discerning.
Anyway.
I tried to sit on the booth like a good girl does.
I know how to sit properly in my seat at the table.
Instead, Mommy and Daddy made me sit on the floor.
Oh, well.
Just means my face is closer to the food!
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