Tuesday, 20 October 2009

Salad, or Phoning Home.



Am I going to the shop? [on the way home]

Why?

Well, have you decided about dinner?

I thought you wanted salad?

Yes, but are you doing the chicken?

I suppose I could do the chicken.

Well, its chicken salad. Should I go to the shop?

Oh. Well, there should be half a packet of the chips left upstairs.

No.

No?

I ate them.

You ate them?

You ate the other packet.

Well!

Do you want me to go to the shop?

No, there's no point just for chips.

Argh.

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