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A False Alarm

This afternoon while Mack was making lunch the chicken was forgotten on the stove for just a minute too long and set off the fire alarm. The chicken itself didn’t catch on fire but it did cause enough smoke to make the alarm go off. Unfortunately we were unable to get the darn thing to shut off so Mack went to greet the fire department while I, naturally, hid like the coward I am (wanting no credit for this false alarm).

Afterwards when the alarm was off and we were back inside Mack went about making lunch again (round 2, fight!) while I sat on the floor working.

Mack: You know, setting off the fire alarm is a great way to see what all your neighbors look like.
Me: Oh, so everyone evacuated?
Mack: Yeah, except this one woman who stood on her patio smoking a cigarette. She was all like [raspy voice] ‘Eh, fire’s gunna kill me one way or another.’

I won’t tell you how long I was laughing at the voice in which he said it but I can admit it was longer then was really appropriate.

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But, what about the Alcoholic Bums?

This might offend someone but know I have the utmost respect and love for the homeless and it’s called a joke.

Mack: We should see if we can track down some vodka tonight.
Me: Heh.
Mack: Why the snicker?
Me: Nothing… you alcoholic.
Mack: What?
Me: Nothing! I was joking.
Mack: You bum!
Me: Why do you call me a bum? (pauses) Oh wait cause I have no job! (cracks up).
Mack: You said it, not me.

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A Few Conversations

Mack: What are you doing?
Me: Folding the laundry.
Mack: Do you want help or just want to do it right yourself?

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Me: I love you.
Mack: And I love you.
Me: You make me happy.
Mack: You make me happy, too.
Me: Well, excellent! It’s like a field of happiness!
Mack: I’m sure that is what the Beatles meant with ‘Strawberry Field Forever‘.

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Me: We need to go do preparation work for the garden. Also we need to get fence supplies so the deer won’t eat the garden.
Mack: True, we wouldn’t want deer eating our food and drooling on what was left. [cracking up] I’m imagining what a drooling deer would look like. Ha!

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