Mr T åpner gaven. Det er en liten nisse med rød lue:
- Se, det er en rødnisse. Da ønsker jeg meg en blånisse. Så de kan slåss. Og få masse blod.
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My four year old son muses on life and other great inventions. I try to keep a record so we won't forget. If Mr T ever runs out of ideas, I've made a Mr A who can take over when he learns to talk.
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