Mom? Mom! Where are you?
I'm up here in the loft.
Well, I'm finished eating dinner and I need to be poohed. Here I come! (sound of Foof-mer-up noise)
Hi cutie Foof! Let me pooh you. Hmmmm... why is the top of your head all wet?
Never mind, I don't need to be poohed.
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