Long ago I only had three children:
There was a cute little girl who went by the name Melynda.

And she had a little sister who then went by the name Taylor.

She was a tiny little thing then and we often worried about her:

We needn't fear. For these little girls had a big bad brother who liked to be called Troy.

But sometimes he lost while playing Jenga and had to wear his mother's shirt...

And while that is embarassing for a 14 year old boy, it's nothing compared to his Dad loosing.

Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm.
The End.
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