Faithy followed me to the toilet yesterday, and when I got up to pull my trousers up ......
Faith: argh, you're hairy!
Me: what do you mean, I'm hairy
Faith: (all coy now) you have a hairy fluff
Me: yeh, you'll have a hairy fluff when you're older too
Faith: nope, I'm not ever having a hairy fluff!
and with that she folded her arms and strutted out of the toilet.
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