“Hey, it’s finally raining!”
“You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Are you thinking, ‘Lay out by the sewer?’”
“Haha, trick question— THAT’S ALL I EVER THINK ABOUT!”
*high-five so enthusiastic it somehow ends up paying for their grandchildren’s college education*
This is beyond a delight.
**I wrote this last night but was shy about publishing it. But I feel good about it today. Please forgive any grammar or spelling errors. I’m not the best editor. ** - Jen Kirkman
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