Conversation we had in the car the other night.
Me: Kids, what do you want to be when you grow up?
C: I dunno.
S: I want to be a police. (He always pronounces it as "please" and it's one word, not policeman or police officer, but police.)
C: Well, S, if you want to be a police officer you'll have to grow a mustache.
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