Scintillating Sunday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Sunday report, see man:
Visited Mama T-B., Two Guys visit senior she man man.
Found with a shock that Subway coupons HAD come out this week, man.
We fortunately found our monthly supply by rooting in the mailroom trash bins, relieved we man.
We brought them back to Mama T-B.'s flat and neat, no creases for easy cutting man.
Mama T-B. promptly folded them, impossible to cut more than one sheet at a time after that man.
We took umbrage, righteously outraged we man.
An argument ensued, yell senior she man at we man man.
Mama T-B. then yelled at us for yelling, figure out THAT logic man.
After Mini-B. helped Mama T-B. with some stuff, Mama T-B. seemingly calmed down, yeah right man.
Mama T-B. sent us downstairs to buy a lunch for Mini-B., standard practice and ingest wee man man.
We got 2 leftover salads in Mama T-B.'s fridge, ingest we man.
We also got Mini-B.'s uneaten stuff, further ingest we man.
When we left, Mama T-B. hurled insults at us in front of Mini-B., good grief man.
It was a silent drive back to the casa, awkward man.
All Many (2+1) laundry loads were conquered, victorious we man.
Din-din was the 2 remaining slices of Costco 'za, ingest Two Guys man.
Ex-Mrs.-T-B. came over and promptly fell asleep on the recliner, standard for ex-she man man.
Ex-she man eventually left with wee man, end of Two Guys week man.
Dished/must de-dish the warsher, domestic we man.
Needy miu wonders what happened to Big Bruddah, this happens EVERY week man.
Party with the rubias tonight, cavort we man.
Probably meeting 2 chicas sometime this week, conclude we man.
Must collect Uncle T-B.'s tax stuff for CPA, taxing experience man.
And that was/is our thrilling Sunday, report we man.