Monday, December 6, 2010

The Kitchen Sink

New apartment, new problems

Approaches my mom, who is washing dishes in the kitchen sink.

G-ma: I love this place, but I'm mad.

Mom: Oh? Why is that?

G-ma: Because it doesn't have a kitchen sink.

Mom (currently holding a soapy plate):...Yes it does. Right here.

Grandma, if I were trying to find the kitchen sink, I would start by looking in the kitchen.

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