yes, my husband is the best one EVER. He just brought me my phone that I left at home as well as a yogurt, 'cause I do get hungry. It's always a little strange to see him walk through the door at work, like a physical non-sequitur.
As if feeding me and keeping me mobily connected weren't enough, he came home on his lunch hour yesterday to take the bird to the vet. I gave her my cold.
Definitive proof. He is the best husband. Ever.
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But why can't I be the best shot putter ever?
ps word verification is...uh oh, feel some food coming up...EORPI!
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