sweet cracker sandwich

Sammi and I are sitting at Arby’s picking over the last few fries and brainstorming ways I can get my missing blog mojo back. I’m taking notes on a napkin. Sam starts talking about her mosquito bites and I say, “Good news! My foot hasn’t rotted off.”

Deadpan, she responds, “As I noticed when you walked in here on two feet.”

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