Eamonn: (repetedly poking me in the eye) Eyes. Eyes. Eyes. Eyes balls.
Me: (squeezing my eyes shut) Yup. Those are my eyes.
Eamonn: I. Lub. Eyes Balls. (pretends to pick my eye ball up with his thumb and forefinger and pretends to eat it) Yum yum yummy. mmm... Eyes balls.
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