After feeding our faces with takeout boneless wings, we were all relaxing while our food digested. Maddy was loped on the couch playing on her phone. I was farming on an app on the other couch, and Tom was at the dining room table reading Reader’s Digest. It was very quiet when suddenly:
Tom: “Damn, don’t ever get bit by a rattlesnake, man!”
Maddy: “Well, there goes my plans for tomorrow!”
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