I had a pretty entertaining conversation with my mother earlier:
O Jr.: "blah blah...and Anton and I lost my damn house keys -"
O Sr.: "Oh my god, you lost your keys, you know you guys are really starting to drive me crazy every five minutes it's always SOMETHING"
O Jr.: "Hey, I'm sorry about the keys. I'll find them. But um, what else do we do to
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