Grunter stared at the basket, "What's this?"
Picking up Boxer so that he unfurled, Grunter muttered, "Couldn't you take care of the laundry before you left?"
"Hey I was all folded."
Grunter didn't hear.
"Fold me back up."
Squishing Boxer into a ball, Grunter tossed him into the basket, and pulled out his cell phone.
"I came home for lunch, where are you?"
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"Why didn't you finish the laundry first?"
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"Oh, Mom wanted to leave."
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"Are you really with your mother?"
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"Wait. No, don't put her on."
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"Hello."
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"Are you enjoying your lunch?"
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"Sure put her back on."
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"Real funny."
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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