By Eddy Montilla.
“Where does snow come from?” A five-year-old girl asked his father.
“As all white and pure things, snow comes from heaven, sweetie pie.” The father replied tenderly.
“And this thing too?”
“No!!” The father said angrily this time. “This is not white any more and when your granny is sleeping, don’t remove her denture!!”
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