Having gone to get my nails done this morning, I didn't get Henri dressed. When I saw him and Chase standing next to each other, I said, "Henri, you and Chase match. Your pants."
He looked down and smiled, then... as he was walking away... he stopped and patted his pants and said, "These are called cockies."
Huh? Come again.
"Ohhhhh, you mean khakis."
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