Dad: You know, you're going to have to learn how to cook by the time you get married.
Me: No! Why? By the time I get married, I'll have enough money to pay someone to cook for me.
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Thoughts so benign, they must be scribbled to make the world look like itself again
Thoughts, views, verdicts and theories that I won’t say, feel or think aloud. But I will certainly write here.
Or I can have food sent over.
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