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Clean Up

The Grown Son and his Roommate were hanging out at my house.

Me (to Grown Son):  Pick up after yourself – you’ve left a debris trail all over the house! 19 more words

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A Win-Win Situation

I went all summer without any bug bites.

The bugs have suddenly realized that they need to catch up.

There was a party on my left ankle last night. 92 more words

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First World Problem

I cut my finger slicing vegetables.

It was a tiny cut.

But it hurt because it was the on the tip with all the nerve endings. 64 more words

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Again?

Recently I gave some sage advice about NOT putting plastic dishes on the hot stove.

Apparently the Grown Son didn’t heed my advice.

I found a kind-of melted, disfigured plastic dish in the kitchen. 48 more words

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The Perfect Crime

Bob always mows the lawn himself.

While we were on vacation, he hired a guy to take care of it.

Apparently the gardener never showed up. 90 more words

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Goodbye California

My California vacation is over.

Goodbye beach.

Goodbye perfect weather.

Goodbye family.

Goodbye friends.

Goodbye Baja style Mexican food.

I’m sad to go.

I’ll be back soon.

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Just Dive In

Just dive in.

I know, the Pacific Ocean is freezing.

But if you dive right in,

you only have to scream once.

Once you’re done screaming, 49 more words

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