I cleaned out my car recently and got to dump all of this
out of the car. Finally.
Counting on a toddler's imperfect memory, I didn't think there would be any repercussions until I heard a "Hey, where did all of my sticks go?" coming from the backseat one afternoon.
It would appear that someone else is developing a love for straight, stick-like objects.
My poor car.
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