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Browsing Tag: the local wine shop loves me

You Have Your Normal, We Have Ours

We were in the car on the way home from school after sibling picture day. What follows is a completely typical conversation. For us, anyway. Quinlan, from the back seat: “When we were getting our pictures taken Saoirse kept telling me to stop.” Me, driving: “Oh, no! Why?” Quinlan: “Because I kept licking her.” And you wonder why I drink…