Friday, July 9, 2021

Overheard at Lunch

I hadn't heard from him in years, not since just after the divorce.  But there he was, on the phone.

"Do you remember what we had for dinner the night we made our daughter?"

That' s what you want to know?  I really don't remember.  


Why so upset?

She's visiting. I wanted to be sure that I never eat it again.


  1. You can't make that kind of stuff up! But you could go on to make up a whole story around it.

  2. Well, OK then. That certainly leads to more speculation.


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