The carnival is in town for the 4th of July. I took my youngest tonight with two of her little friends.
They had a shrieking, screaming, silly good time.
The excitement level between the three was so high at the point of cotton candy. That my daughter, who I was holding at the time, bit me.
BIT ME.
I REPEAT BIT ME.
So hard that not only did she draw blood, she bruised me the size of a nickle.
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Well as long as she doesn't have rabies, it's all good right? :p
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