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| Jesus? Mommy said I needed to talk to you. Mommy say's that I tell to many tales. That's why I'm always in trouble. But I swear I don't! Why doesn't she believe me? | |
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| Hey, shortie. I'm Jesus. Your new neighbor from down on the corner. Que Pasa?? | |
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| Mommy, Mommy. Guess what? I talked to Jesus. He's new to the neighborhood. That's right, we don't have to go to church anymore. We can just go to his house down the street! | |
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| Do you see why she's alway's in trouble? I told her not to talk to strangers!! | |
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