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Look, I said, pretend the small end of the funnel is your butt. The chocolate is poo. He liked that idea. What would happen if I touched the funnel with the toilet paper? I touched the funnel. The chocolate dripped out. I touched it again. Chocolate continued to drip out slowly. It never gets clean, I told him.
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