February 2012
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Me: *leaves room and walks into kitchen*
Dad: Hey, she came out of her hole.
Dad: It's like you live in a cave.
Dad: We haven't seen you in a while.
Dad: It's like you're a gnome or a troll or something.
Dad: You only leave to stock up on food.
Dad: Oh, and there she goes.
Dad: Walking right past me with her food.
Dad: I'll see you in a few days.
