Marshall (carrying something covered in his hand): I have to throw this away.
Daddy: What’s in your hand?
Marshall: An ant, because he’s squished, because I squished him!
Marshall (carrying something covered in his hand): I have to throw this away.
Daddy: What’s in your hand?
Marshall: An ant, because he’s squished, because I squished him!
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