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oh, for the love of god...

The wife is currently teaching a twenty-five year old Paul how to make chocolate chip cookies.

He's never done it before.

Actual quote from Paul's mouth:

"I didn't know I'd have to get my hands dirty."

The wife's reply:

"Let's make you a drink."

No, it's not that I don't know how to make my own chocolate chip cokies..

...but that shit is woman's work.

The cookies, by th way, are for eating while watching The Hamptons, quite possibly the most offensive show about the vapidest of people you can't peel your eyes away from, even while feeling that warm little bonfire of rage charring away what's left of your heart.

Slap Out

3 Jun 02

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