Conversation between Shaun and me one morning:
Me: Honey,
when I’m dead someday, please smash an alarm clock at my funeral.
Shaun: Humph
[with wonderment].
Me: True, we’ll
be old and get up at 5 a.m. anyway, but on principle.
Shaun: Whatever.
(He’s totally Christian Grey in the morning, *am I right*?)
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