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Mr. Boy has recently discovered the telephone and how much fun it is to call a friend or get a call from him and talk for hours. For hours when I forget that’s what he’s doing. But even though this sounds amusing, and I must admit has a certain juvenile appeal, I have so far not allowed him to record the outgoing message. Then again, he hasn’t asked to do it. But forewarned, as they say, is forearmed.