These past few weeks I've been reading/re-reading Dear America books, and I'm now on one about a prairie teacher in Nebraska... it's reminding me of being little and playing teacher! What was your favorite game when you were younger? Mine is a tie between Peter Pan, where I'd always be Wendy about to walk off the plank and make my brother's friend
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Don't go diggin' around for Hong Kong until England and France are found. Unless you want the kid to die.
[annnnd back to what he was doing]
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[ Kicks at the dirt a little. ]
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Don't pull that shit.
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Why not? Kid be needin' a dye job, anyway! Might as well dig em up so he can it it for free, eh?
[ Kicks. Digs with foot a little. ]
Black is borin', mate.
Like t'see him with green hair! Neon green! Seems like a ripe colour, someone as young as him!
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You might want him to be alive for that.
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Ahhh-- Ya' meant a dyin' of the pushin' daisies sort!
Why didn't y'say so?
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The hell else would I mean?
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A colourin' dye job!
Dunny dummy dreaded lurgy!
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[grumps] Anyway. Don't go diggin' around for him, okay.
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Right, right.
Don't ya go get your knickers in a twist. I get it. Won't be diggin' for the kid.
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But, y'know... S'okay to get the giggles in a situation like this, mate.
The kid'll be just fine.
[ Smiles again. Spiiiiins around and starts walking away, chatting as does. ]
Y'mess with one o' us, y'mess with the rest.
Together we ain't gonna let anybody get the best o' us!
[ RUNS OFF!! Surely, there is more sheep herding to do! Aaaand to spread the word not to dig for the Hong Kong teen. ]
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[shakes his head]
...yeah.
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