My friend Mark, at first glance, can strike people as a serious personality, soft-spoken and gentle, so that it can sometimes take awhile to realize that he's also outrageously funny. And every so often he does something or says something that is so... just completely, 100% him, that it totally cracks me up and makes me want to run over and give him a huge hug.
This was one of those times -
At the end of the summer, Mark and Janice came to visit me in Oneonta. Janice had brought some home-made spaghetti sauce (she makes really good sauce, thick with meat) for our dinner the next night.
When Janice and I got up in the morning, we found this little note Mark had left us on the kitchen counter, documenting the various stages of his midnight snacking:
This was one of those times -
At the end of the summer, Mark and Janice came to visit me in Oneonta. Janice had brought some home-made spaghetti sauce (she makes really good sauce, thick with meat) for our dinner the next night.
When Janice and I got up in the morning, we found this little note Mark had left us on the kitchen counter, documenting the various stages of his midnight snacking:
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