D: When we burp, memories come out.
Me: Really?
D: Yup. Memories. Oh no wait, I mean fevers.
Me: Oh?
D: Noooooo, that's not right, we can't see fevers. It's memories. Or germs. No. That's not right. Can I go play?
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