Me: That's really more a guideline than a rule, right?
Him: stares
Me (digging myself in deeper): Or a suggestion?
Him: It's not a fucking suggestion. Or a fucking guideline.
He went on a bit more too, while I ducked and smiled what must have
been the shit-eatingest grin since the fox was caught with the chicks.
More of a grimace really.
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