Extinction Does Indeed Stink
(I am about four, riding with my grandma as we pass an animal shelter.)
Grandma: “So what do you want for your birthday?”
Me: “A unicorn!”
Grandma: “Oh, honey. I think unicorns are extinct.”
Me: “That’s okay, Grandma. I’ll give it a bath!”
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