My dad makes the best chicken biryani. On Sunday he asked me to go get a few lemons.
What was supposed to happen:
Hop on the bike.
Go to the groceries store.
Buy the lemons
Get back home
Put the bike keys in the living hall shelf.
Give dad the lemons.
What actually happened:
Hopped on the bike.
Went to the groceries store.
Bought the lemons
Got back home
Put the lemons in the living hall shelf.
Gave dad the bike keys.
grin.
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we are all made of stars (grin)
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