My mom makes cherry pie for Christmas every year. We're
sneaking a bite before dinner when she loads the fork with half a slice
of pie and aims for my face.
Me: Good lord, give me half of that.
Mom: Really?
Me: Yes. I could never fit all of that in my mouth. [Pause] I've never said that to Hubs.
Mom: Really?
Me: Yes. I could never fit all of that in my mouth. [Pause] I've never said that to Hubs.
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