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Beeth
My mom and I walked through the store looking for food. “Hey mom we need some beef ramen” only it didn't come out as beef, it came out as beeth. Mom looked at me funny. “Did you just say…beeth?” I laughed “yep.” I said proudly and walked off leaving a trail of the word beeth to annoy any customers who heard me. Mom did the same.
We finished shopping and when we got home we were still saying beeth. “Beeth…beeth...” my mom and I chanted as we walked through the door. My big sister looked up from her computer and frown. “What are you two doing?” she asked, clearly fed up with all our bull.
“Beeeeeettttthhhhhhhh.” My mom and I both said. She shook her head and went back to her computer. We tackled her into a hug and chanted “beeth .beeth. Beeth.” Then my little sister walked in and gave a funny face then walked out, grabbed some ramen, and came back chanting “beeth. Beeth.” along with us, holding the ramen above her head. Soon we realized it was time to stop so we laughed, let go of my sister, and we all walked to our separate rooms.
At dinner I asked,” why didn't we eat any beeth with the meal?” everyone laughed.

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