Joe, since when did you sit in chairs that I don’t strap you into? Since when do you not let me stick my fingers into your palms so you can hold them like reigns, since when do you suddenly no longer want bottles but instead massive plates of scrambled eggs, since when? Since when is my pulling your clothes over your head annoying instead of hilarious? Since when have you Grown? Was it Ever like I thought it was, or made it be?

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