C: Can I do some hamscertizing?
Me: Some what?
C: Hanskortizing!
Me: What?
C: Hamminerskizing!
Me: I'm sorry! I don't know what you're saying.
C (rolling eyes): I'll show you.
She goes downstairs and brings up her box of "school supplies." She opens the box, takes out a paper, and grabs the scissors. Squeezing her fingers into the finger loops, she says,
C: Look! Hand scissor-tizing!
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