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Overheard boy on train:
so, yeah, you just get drunk, like really drunk, and end up on the other side of the country. Like, you wake up and don't even know where you are.
Me, to The Husband:
ugh, I hate boys.
Overheard boy on train:
...yeah, you kill monsters and stuff...
Me, to The Husband:
I love boys!
[Update:
he's now explaining how to make coffee using a French press...]
