An email conversation between me and my father:
Dad: Off to Lutsen in a hour or two. Uncooperative weather; trip could be a bust, but we'll see.
Me: You mean, your trip could be a bust, be a bust, be a bust in the hall of fame?
Dad: Precisely, Miss Munchkin. In Bayfield Wi for lunch. Rain has stopped.
And an excerpt from a Skype conversation:
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