When I was very young, it was hard to get me to sleep. My mother had to rock me for a long time to get me to fall asleep. Once, she decided that she would sing to her baby while we rocked. She began to sing. I reached up, pinched her lips shut with my fingers, and said, "Don't sing, Mama. I'll go to sleep."
(And in retribution, I was cursed with the same kind of singing voice as my mother - really, really BAD.)
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Don't mind her. She's still upset because someone dropped a house on her sister.
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