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- Can you cover that...cover it up. - I mean, he's...he's barely three.
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Well, his penis was fully erect,
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and he was manipulating it.
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Sounds like he was experimenting.
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Or maybe he just intended to be funny.
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You know, bring a little sunshine into her day.
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I blame you, Charlie. Like father, like son.
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Oh, yeah, right, the day you--
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Charlie, Marcy, this is not the time or the place
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for the blame game.
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How can we repair this?
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Ava's mother was horrified.