Background, Part 1: Magoo's talking is getting better. It should be, because she talks constantly, as in giving Rufus a run for his money. All that practice should account for something. We're in that phase where some letters are pronounced just right yet. She replaces her "S" with an "F" sound...making a word like "Sure" sound like "Fure." And she replaces some of her "L"s with "Y": "Yook over there! Dog eating shit!" (No, Yo Mama, she is not replacing her Tr's with F's like another cousin did...)
Background, Part 2: Magoo, also like Rufus, has a "hog callin' voice." You can hear anything she says from a mile away, even when she is whispering.
At church on Sunday, we stopped to shake hands with the preacher. Magoo was loyally at my side.
Preacher: "So nice to see you!"
Fatty, trying to act upright and good and all: "Thank you--I enjoyed the sermon."
P: "Glad you learned something."
Magoo, loudly: "Oh yes! My Mommy know yots. She FART!"
(That was really "smart"...which, of course, is debatable for a whole other set of reasons.)
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