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On Sundays I cook a nice dinner.
We sit afterwards.
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Sometimes we'll fool around
on the kitchen table.
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But usually it's me reading
and her sketching.
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Sure, we fight. One time, I
finnaly beat her at Ping-Pong.
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And she didn't even high-fived me.
Maybe I was being a sore winner.
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And that's when
the making up feels best.
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-And you know what comes then?
-What?
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The tingles.
:48:41
-It's an enchanting tale.
-It's true.
:48:44
You realize, of course, that this could
be your descent into timely separation.
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-How?
-Like a ripe fruit...
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it falls from the tree.
And that is nature's course.
:48:56
I don't know what Monk
was talking about.
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I thought things were
going pretty good.
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In the morning.
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-Why?
-Because I'm tired.
:49:17
Are they ever going to shut up?
:49:20
It's Friday night.
People are out.
:49:23
Wait up. I just took
a dump in my pants.
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Hello?
We're closed!
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-It's what I wanna...
-Because...
:49:55
-I've already got smell-o-vision.
-You must be a mom.