Rachel wanted to brush her hair like I was. So, I gave her a brush. She started toward the toilet with it, and because she's known to have toilet fishing tendancies, I started to say, "NO NO." Then I realized she was pulling the stray hair out of the brush and putting it in the toilet... Like I do.
As Michael was throwing a fit about his jeans (see previous post), Rachel started yelling, "WHAT?!" Like I do.
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