maybe

the scene: Mama is in the front seat. She turns to look at her oldest son in the back seat who is eagerly digging for something in his nose.

Mama: Can I get you tissue?

Son: No, there was just a chunk of carrot in my nose.

Mama: Really? How do you think it got there?

Son: Maybe the wind blew it in. Or, maybe I was holding a bunch of carrots in my hand and all the houses fell down and that’s how it got there.

Mama: That may be.

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