We went grocery shopping last night. On the way home, we have the choice of going one of two ways. Last night, Husband took an alternate route. Little Miss groaned in the back seat. Then, as we turned to our street, she said, "This road goes to the vodka!"
Sure enough, as we turned the corner, the ABC store was straight ahead. And now, any doubt she was ours has vanished.
I've never known any trouble that an hour's reading didn't assuage. Charles De Secondat (1689 - 1755)
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