Out riding along in our automobile around the Beechmont area of Louisville, a call comes in. A child is on a ledge. They need our help. This is old school. We arrive on scene. Let's get our portable trampoline. Move move move. What?
The portable trampoline went off track in 1907?
We must act quickly a child's life is in danger. Not a child but a BABY? 18 months old! He is going to fall, oh noooo!
Never fear, a local hero caught super baby as his first solo attempt at flight failed. Whew. That baby is safe. YEAHHH. Celebration, fireworks. Wait, why was the baby in a window sill anyway. Oh thats right, momma and papa were getting the nasty on in the shower. Don't blame them they are in LOVE. Attraction much. Chemistry. Like a tractor beam, sucked them right in. They have such a connection. Just lock the kids in a room, they will be ok. The baby gate was up, hello? And besides anyway look at him, he's fine, he was with his brother...who is 2 1/2, and mature for his age and...and, and he's...where is that kid anyway?
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