Turns out he knows this music from the creche. And you're right - it's something about chickens. He's trying to make the wings. Driving me nuts with this. First thing he does after I bring him home from creche is point to the CD player. After demanding his "coca" (chocolate). Funny little fucker. I'll make some money out of this kid yet. Maybe I can set him up outside Notre Dame with a boom-box like the gypsies do. Teach him to tap-dance at the same time.
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