“I went to pluck the magical rose but a Lion as huge as a mountain was guarding it. He said, ‘Don’t you dare pluck it.’ So I knocked the Lion out cold in one punch. His teeth bruised my knuckles though.” said the three-year old, explaining his bruises to his mother.
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Learnt it through my daughter! 😁
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I love a kid’s imagination.
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Impressive fighting skills! 😀 Or story telling skills…
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