James was telling me he had a dream about picking blueberries last night.
Sung to a little diddy that he made up...
"Oh when you get married...don't do it in your underware...cause you'd look silly....and then you'd get blueberries on your underware, and then you'd be called a bluety butt."
Pause
"And that's all I've got so far Mom..."
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