Andrew: I’m eating Cracker Jacks.
Me: I believe eating little white boys is frowned upon.
Andrew: If Michael Jackson can do it. Why can’t I?
Me: Oh snap! Dear Diary, I knew Andrew was the on when I made a racist joke and his comeback was about a dead man. PS Diary, I made sure to spell diary and not dairy. It would be weird of me to write letters to my cheese.
Andrew: Diarrhea is another word you don’t want to confuse with diary.
Me: …
Andrew: That got you hot didn’t it?!?! Drip drip.
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Andrew: I just removed a bunch of light blbs from the office. Way to bright.
Me: I feel that way about the world when I’m having a bad day OR I decide to wear contacts.
Andrew: Everyday is a bad day with you. I meant without.
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