Ellen picking her nose (and eating it!!!) in the backseat: My mom: Ellen, what are you doing? Ellen: Mima! A princess needs to eat, you know. Yelling to Mike after he gave her a La Croix: “Hey Mike! Is this a beer?” Walking quickly through the mall dragging Ellen behind me: “I can’t live like...
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