Last night, I was serving up a nice dinner, Manicotti, garlic bread, mmmmm. Nick was dishing himself up, when his hand zigged when it should have zagged, and an entire stuffed pasta tube hit the floor. No biggie, except(!) we have a food obsessed corgi in the house, who heard the plop and came on the gallup. Knowing that the food was a. hot as hell
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