because none of us is fucking up like we think we are, is what i'm trying to say

Saturday, 19 December 2009

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"It'd be like giving a donkey strawberries," Mama declared- in response to what I cannot quite remember now.

Papa turned from around the workbench and sure enough, was just putting a chopped strawberry onto his rice pudding.

He indicated to his bowl and smiled at Mama. "Are you calling me a donkey then?" he asked.

Mama stared pointedly at his crotch and then said, pan-faced, "Absolutely not."

I think a little part of me died when those words left her mouth.
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