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His hand is forbidding me from erupting in boisterous laughter, and the other is holding me still.
As my mouth is covered, we share a knowing look, acknowledging the hilarity in this.
"Who the hell is named Hewey or Dewey. What the fuck?," he giggles. It just makes me laugh harder, but sensing a scream, he covers it tightly. I tend to scream when something is truly funny, and this is.
Once Greg announced them, I pictured this vintage cartoon with ducks that had the same names. I swear the only thing keeping me quiet is his hand. Why is this so funny?
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