Within seconds half of it disappears into Oscar's face! Mummy's boy.
Whilst dad lay hungover on the sofa, scoffing a biscuit, Oscar follow suit and gets the hand in....
Auntie Donna had to take out the batteries because Oscar loved the remote. Cue laughter when grandad couldn't work out how to change the TV volume....
Something is obviously very funny.
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