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No matter what time it is, he always wants to play. If it’s 3:00 AM and I’m getting a glass of water, getting ready for work, just before bed, when I have a girl over, it doesn’t matter. He won’t stop. I try to ignore him, but it’s hard when he says “ball, ball, ball” in a deep, yet childish voice.
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