Kid: My cat wishes she had a boyfriend.
Me: What?
Kid: My cat wishes she had a boyfriend.
Me: What?
Kid: She's loopy.
Me: What do you mean?
Kid: We think she has this disease where foam comes out of her mouth.
Other kid: You mean rabies?
Kid: Huh huh huh... rabies.
This is what we're dealing with, people.
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