Francis liked to bake pupcakes.
George always ate frackers.
Sam requires a bottle of milt.
I smile when I hear him say it, and I find myself responding in kind: "Sam, we ran out of milt yesterday." Francis and George don't say pupcakes and frackers anymore. One more sign of my mortality. Damn the speech therapists, I don't care if Sam says milt forever.
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Lola always liked to visit the aminals at the zoo. I miss that too!
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