The Required Amount at the Prescribed Rate (Handcrafted From the Finest Corinthian Leather)
One Two Three . . . Four?
Sometimes, early in the morning, when I'm counting scoops of ground coffee as I dump them into the coffee-maker, I realize that I haven't been counting scoops of coffee, I've just been counting.
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And then you go outside into the 23 degree weather wearing shorts?
sometimes
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