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Cindy (friend who is also a sunday school teacher): We shouldn't let our parents clean up after us, right?
Joshua (one of the Sunday School monkeys): Well, my nanny does that.
Cindy: Okay, well how about when you grow up and don't have a nanny anymore?
Joshua: Then I get a wife.