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Little Carl: Oh boy! Oh boy! I hope this is a new mommy!
Carl's dad: Yeah, it's not. Unwrap it you little creep. We gotta be at work in an hour.
Little Carl: What is this there? What? Is this carpet, daddy?
Carl's dad: Carpet? No, no, it's Berber. That's an industry term.
Little Carl: Hey, it's like a flying magic carpet here. Look at this! I'm flying around in Egypt land!
Carl's dad: Hehe, that's cute. Don't get too attached there, Aladdin, cuz it's about to be magic flying dinner.
Little Carl: You can't eat carpet, silly daddy.
Carl's dad: No, of course you can't like that. You gotta boil it, til the glue gets soft, ya know. Aw geez, look at the time.
Little Carl: But it's Christmas, daddy! (Cries)
Carl's dad: You're not getting out of this. Put on your work boots and your respirator. I had to pull a lot of strings to get them to hire and 8-year old.
Little Carl: Don't make me go! I don't want to make insulation!
Carl's dad: Come on, yer late!
Little Carl: Oh God!
Carl's dad: Yeah, it's not. Unwrap it you little creep. We gotta be at work in an hour.
Little Carl: What is this there? What? Is this carpet, daddy?
Carl's dad: Carpet? No, no, it's Berber. That's an industry term.
Little Carl: Hey, it's like a flying magic carpet here. Look at this! I'm flying around in Egypt land!
Carl's dad: Hehe, that's cute. Don't get too attached there, Aladdin, cuz it's about to be magic flying dinner.
Little Carl: You can't eat carpet, silly daddy.
Carl's dad: No, of course you can't like that. You gotta boil it, til the glue gets soft, ya know. Aw geez, look at the time.
Little Carl: But it's Christmas, daddy! (Cries)
Carl's dad: You're not getting out of this. Put on your work boots and your respirator. I had to pull a lot of strings to get them to hire and 8-year old.
Little Carl: Don't make me go! I don't want to make insulation!
Carl's dad: Come on, yer late!
Little Carl: Oh God!