The boy stops crying abruptly upon seeing your face. The tears are soon replaced with hysterical laughing. He waddles down the street, his fat body rolling around, until he disappears from your sight. You follow him, and when you find him, he is sitting next to a dumpster, shaking with laughter.
"What?" you demand. "WHAT?"
"Your.. face..." he laughs, trying to supress his laughter.
You raise your hand to you face, and feel wetness above your lip. upon further inspection, you realize this is the milk you had just been drinking.