Whoever was controlling the puppet had the little boy movements down pat. My mom was like this and my grandma was 20x. I remember the terror of having to grab my own switch that was cold blooded.
My grandma got soft on the generations after me. I remember growing up she was stomp down. You didn’t run in her house and you better not have nothin metal in your pocket when you sat on her couch
My grandma got soft on the generations after me. I remember growing up she was stomp down. You didn’t run in her house and you better not have nothin metal in your pocket when you sat on her couch