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I started writing down some of the funny things Sammy says for my mom because she gets such a kick out of him. These are some old ones, but are definitely still Sammy-flavored:
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After asking where Dad and Josh were, discovering they were at scouts –
Sammy, loudly: “You mean I’m stuck with YOU tonight?”
Mom: “There’s no reason to be rude.”
Sammy, quieter and as polite as can be: “You mean I’m stuck with you tonight?” 12-13-05
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“I love the smell of rootbeer in the morning.” 12-23-05

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Sobbing from under the covers in his bed –
“It’s finally the end of the world.
I just can’t live.
I don’t get ANYTHING to play with. Not even the playstation.” 12-25-05

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“…and bless the pork chop that it won’t make us choke.” 12-26-05

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After 25 minutes of another sobbing fit… “I won’t be allowed to ride down Cannonball Hill in all of 2006!!! Not even 2007 I won’t be able to go out.”

“You’re right, I’m gong to keep you locked up in the house for 2 years.”

“NOOOOOO!!! Do you want me to die??? I won’t be able to eat anything. And if there’s nothing to eat, then I won’t be able to do anything. Will that make you happy???” 12-27-05

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