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The Loony Bin

April 15, 2013

Dinner Drama

Zoe at dinner: “What’s that terrible smell? Oh GAWD, barbecue chicken. I hate barbecue chicken. Why did you make me barbecue chicken?” She put a bite of barbecue chicken into her mouth and writhed, contorted and began to make choking sounds.

Me: Go to the garbage to spit that out.

She stood over the garbage and before spitting said “hmmm, I kind of like this barbecue chicken” and came back over and finished her plate.

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