This little fuck was very very well dressed.
It's a shocking wake-up call when toddlers are better dressed than you. I just felt ashamed knowing he had rolled out of his miniscule bed that morning, pressed his plaid trousers and matching plaid suspenders, put on that crisp white shirt, slipped on his biker boots, made a cup of coffee and strolled out the door looking a million bucks.
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