When she was about two, Bunny went out to lunch with Papa (her grandpa). When the waitress asked Bunny what she wanted to drink, Bunny didn’t hesitate:
BUNNY: Chocolate milk warm.
WAITRESS: Huh?
PAPA: She wants chocolate milk, warmed. Not too hot, not too cold.
WAITRESS: Oh. I don’t think we can do that.
BUNNY: Put it in the microwave. Push the button.
The waitress was speechless.

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