So many ones
My mother has this thing where, apparently, she always looks at the clock at 11:11. And when she does, she likes to mention it to my father and me. This causes us to say, we know, and we don't actually care.
When she realized there were going to be all sorts of ones attached to today's date, she implored my father to buy her a lottery ticket. He said, it's your thing; you have to buy it. He reminded her about it last night; we'll see if she comes home from work with one. Since it snowed, somehow I doubt it, but you never know.
When she realized there were going to be all sorts of ones attached to today's date, she implored my father to buy her a lottery ticket. He said, it's your thing; you have to buy it. He reminded her about it last night; we'll see if she comes home from work with one. Since it snowed, somehow I doubt it, but you never know.