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she doesn't get it from ME, that's for sure
The scene: the lounge room. Lilygirl is counting up her accumulated birthday, Xmas and pocket money.
Lilygirl: I have 93 dollars and 20 cents!
Me: Awesome. Can I have a loan?
Lilygirl: How much?
Me: Oh, 93 dollars should do it.
Lilygirl: (suspiciously) What do you want to buy with it?
Me: ... Stuff.
Lilygirl: Then, no. Guess what I'm going to do with my money?
Me: Buy a present for your dear Mummy?
Lilygirl: (look of fatuous adoration and syrupy voice) I don't need to buy a present for my Mummy. I am a present for my Mummy.
Me: (speechless)
Lilygirl: I have 93 dollars and 20 cents!
Me: Awesome. Can I have a loan?
Lilygirl: How much?
Me: Oh, 93 dollars should do it.
Lilygirl: (suspiciously) What do you want to buy with it?
Me: ... Stuff.
Lilygirl: Then, no. Guess what I'm going to do with my money?
Me: Buy a present for your dear Mummy?
Lilygirl: (look of fatuous adoration and syrupy voice) I don't need to buy a present for my Mummy. I am a present for my Mummy.
Me: (speechless)
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