Sunday, January 27, 2013


Gabe: I have some Oreos.
Me: Wait. You have oreos here??
Gabe: Yeah, you want some? I can go get them. 
Martin: Gabe, she's pregnant and she can't drink. Oreos are like crack to her now. You're definitely ranking higher than me. That blows my whole washing dishes move out. 

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