Uncle Bob, this one's for you. She was GRABBING Oma's arm and pulling it toward her. It was hilarious!
I want a piece of that!
I've got your corn right here, baby!
I need the corn. Must have corn.
Oh ya, that's what I'm talkin' about.
Hey look. It's like a clorninet.
Come here you little kernels. I'm gonna eat you.
Arrrrgh! I'm queen of the corn! All corn will bow before me!
(Oma looks corncerned.)
I think there's still some corn in there.
Okay, I'm all cornclean now.
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