"I don't like bees"
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because bees are mean"
"Why are bees mean?"
"Because they are bad"
"Why are bees bad?"
"Because they sting Pooh when he's eating honey"
"But whose honey is it?"
"Pooh's"
"Who makes the honey?"
"The bees"
"So, isn't it the bees' honey?"
"No. It's Pooh's"
Bedrock from Barney rubble
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Here I am in the future, and here you are in my past. Here we are, both of
us, together. Right now. Here. Why though? Is it fate? Destiny? Kismet?
Synch...
2 days ago
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