This morning my husband told me he was going to the store to get some milk. I asked him to pick up some eggs too. Then I began to cook a big breakfast and realized we didn't have any syrup. I called him on his cell phone, and the conversation went like this:
Me: Are you still at the store
Him: yes
Me: Can you pick up some syrup too?
Him: yes
Me: So, eggs, milk, and syrup.
Him: Eggs, milk, syrup, and potato chips. Got it.
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I wish my friend had gone to the store for eggs when I found the egg cuber at her house on New Year's Eve.
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