September 5, 2011
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Last time I was in Calgary, I visited an old Czech lady who spoke broken english. This time, I babysat two Swedish kids. We were there with my dog and my aunt’s dog, both named sam, and the little boy’s name was also sam… Since none of them speak english, it was a confusing evening. I taught them to say help, hi and please. They walked both Sams around the block until they passed out on the couch.
