The scene: Goldie is standing on her chair, shoveling cous-cous into her mouth while spilling it all over the counter/table.
Goldie: "Uh-oh. We need a new table. We should get a purple one." She says looking at her mess.
George: "We need a new table that has a trap door in it to send our food down. Then we wont have to eat."
Goldie: Stops to consider this while resting her spoon inside her diaper. Then takes spoon out of holster and starts shoveling again.
Just another meal at our house.
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