Max came to me yesterday to inform me that he and his sister were having a "food alliteration contest". This was his entry: I could simply scoff sixty-six sticks of celery while simultaneously soulfully serenading my sappy sister Sophie's stern stares with song and seven soaps supreme and stupendously salubricating Stacey with a solution of solute and solvent.
I'm pretty sure that:
A. that does not make sense
B. some of those are not actual words
C. my kids make me laugh
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