Mom and Dad.

Mom, Dad...

That's my mom and dad.

And Mom and Dad? Never been up.

Dad looked at Mom shyly.

Mom is older than Dad.

Good. Where are they, Mom and Dad?

It was just Mom and Dad and me.

Second Woman Dad, Mom, I grew up.

Mom, what time will Dad be home?

Boy No, you play mom and I play dad.

We get one from mom, one from dad.

Mom and Dad raised beef cattle, and I'm the oldest boy.

Mom and Dad and the whole countryside still talk about him.

So I said, Well, Mom and Dad, what about Santa Claus?

Dad! Mom! I have some great news for you!

Your mom could get cancer, your dad could get mean.

My dad is white from Cornwall, and my mom is black from Zimbabwe.

My dad is white from Cornwall, and my mom is black from Zimbabwe.

Probably in the past, I might have been your mom or dad.

Now, in their religiosity, in their naivete, my mom and dad, which I believed them to be forever, as they said they were, my mom and dad conceived that I had the Devil inside of me.

My mom died at my birth, my dad 5 years later in a car accident.

So the Awesome story It begins about 40 years ago, when my mom and my dad came to Canada.

Her mom is from Spain and her dad is from Italy, that's why she can speak both Spanish and Italian.

Then, of course, I looked at my mom and my dad Karolina and Karl, and grandmom and granddad, Josefine and Josef.

My mom taught me to dance when I was five, and my dad taught me to play fiddle when I was nine.

When a new baby is born, the new dad and mom need to spend time in taking care of and educating him, and be responsible for him.

So I kind of said, Oh, it's this extra ingredient, you know, that you need to create a new frog from the mom and dad frog.

While I was doing that work, my mom and my dad, they were looking at it and they said, Why do you deal with negative subjects all the time?

And I said, Dad, dad, dad, how do you do that?

And I said, Dad, dad, dad, how do you do that?

He tried to kill himself in grade 10 when a kid who could still go home to Mom and Dad had the audacity to tell him, Get over it.

Mom, they're fighting again! Mom!

They were looking the next Karmapa, and I noticed they were talking to my mom and dad, and the news came to me that they were telling me that I was the Karmapa.

Mom? Mom, where are you going?

After the little baby came to this world, Mom and Dad shall be responsible for his life, not only for his health, but also for the development of his spirit, that is, education.

Your dad and my dad act like a couple of idiots.

In the late '40s, my dad a Pullman porter, son of a slave bought a house in the Hunts Point section of the South Bronx, and a few years later he married my mom.

Mom, pop and kids.

Mom!

Mom?

Mom ?

Mom

Mom

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