…and baby, who the hell are you?
(Of course, he was just as interested in chewing on the boxes, and peeling off the labels to chew on those as well.)
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Ah, I think everyone has a pic of them and thier first pull from before they could remember. I bet his dad is proud he went for the Keiths and not the Bleu.
There were three boxes of Keiths, one Labatt, one Chambly, so the odds have the Keith’s coming up a winner. Actually, he went for the Chambly first, then all three boxes of the Keiths in succession.