1) Wash the dog.
2) Get the brakes fixed on my van.
What are the first two things my father said to me?
1) "The dog needs a bath."
2) "You need new brakes."
(Number of times I misused homonyms and had to edit this post: 2)
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My mother to me: "Can I please take just a second and go to the bathroom?"
Patrick, now you know why I'm always apologizing for going to the bathroom. It's a big imposition, you know.
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Number of times I've gone to the bathroom just for a break so far: 12
In fact, I was legitimately using the facilities when my husband walked in and sang out, "Stop hiding."
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Number of doughnuts my diabetic father has eaten: 5

Number of pieces of chocolate cream pie my diabetic father has eaten: 1
Plus ice cream, chocolates, and french fries.
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Number of my diabetic father's empty soda cans I've had to pick up and throw away myself: 6
Then my mother got quicker on the pick-up.
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Number of times I've seen my mother covertly give my father the finger: 1
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Number of large mammals my parents killed with their mini-van on the way down here: 1
They are getting way too old to be driving so far.
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