Ryan the other week touched my "belly".... mind you, I was only like 5 and some odd weeks at that point. I didn't have a belly, other than the package of oatmeal cream pies, and the addiction to ice cream last year that hung around.
Not cool.
Unless you want bitten, smacked, or ex-communicated... don't touch my middle.
Ha! Funny. I'm sooo rubbing your "belly" next time I see you and maybe I'll just bend down and talk to your naval as well. "Hello Baby, It's your most favorite Aunt." LOL LOL
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