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clearly they have too much time on their hands and need to find a hobby.

but who am I to judge if they want to waste their time here?

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this is why we can't be friends: the next generation

Cora likes to sing in the car.

She's mostly into "mashups" where ya know, she pieces different songs together at will.

This week on the way home she said, 

"you know what song we haven't sung in a long day?"

(please let me always remember that she said "long day" instead of "long time)

Proceeds to sing song she made up that I've never heard....song mostly made up of the word: choo choo

"Do you remember that song, Momma".

Uh no.

"SING IT!"

Uh, okay.  <>

Immediately hit with intense verbal assault about how I'm singing it wrong.

repeat for ten minutes until we get home.

meet this is why we can't be friends the next generation.

This is why we can't be friends: phat

Tonight:

Andy: I'm getting fat, I weighed myself.

Me: how much did you weigh?

Andy: almost 170

Me: Most of that is probably beard anyway

Andy:.... I never thought of that. Now I'm just proud.

TIWWCBF

(This is why we can't be friends)