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8:07 p.m. - 2011-03-12 anyway we were at the supermarket. she was looking at the meat section for her tea. i mean i am not especially interested in meat so i was looking around, waiting. she fixes this impatient sort of look at me and goes, why do you always do that? uh what? i asked her. that. you stamp your foot when you're bored. you're like a horse, she grumbled. i'm sorry, i told her. do you even know you're doing it? she asked, turning back to the meat. naaaay, i replied. she rolled her eyes but the old man next to us thought it was pretty funny. [big star :: thirteen] � |