Ger and I went out to dinner, and then spent some time at Books-A-Million. Instead of going to the store, we just went straight home, because Ger's stomach was hurting. While heading home, we had ourselves a moment.
Ger: I'll have to go back out later and go to the store. I need Diet Coke and deodorant.
Me: You don't NEED Diet Coke, you just
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