The boys were wrestling on the big beanbag. They were pretending that the carpet was a sea full of “Sail Sharks” and they were some kind of small critter rolling about tempting the sharks before leaping out from under their crushing teeth just in time. Well the whole heap of them went tumbling down the bean bag couch together in one big ball and sweet boy #2 landed with his belly on top of sweet boy #3 who’s mouth was open in a mighty scream. And so when one boy’s belly met one boy’s screaming mouth the result was? An unscheduled bluzzerbloober. Some people call them zerberts, but whatever you call them, when sweet boy #2 landed on him, sweet boy #3 gave him a big, slobbery, buzzing, bluzzerbloober. Which created one of those wild moments of hilarity that is so common among households of three boys. Good times.
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