Daniel when I told him my engagement ring fell off while I was washing my hands at Jefferson’s and some random drunk girl helped me dig through the trash until we found it:
*Daniel and I walk past a 6 year old on a scooter with no parents in sight*
Daniel: “What if I just kicked that scooter right out from under her?”
Me: “… and here I was thinking someone might kidnap her…”
Everyone at the table: “my parents were born in 1957.” “Oh mine were born in 1960.” “Nah, mine were born in 1952!!”
Me: “…mine were born in 1972.”
Everyone at the table: