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Overheard at the dinner table
Every night, we go around the table and everyone says at least one good thing that happened that day. Fiona, uncharacteristically, wasn't able to come up with anything.
Rob: "Didn't you finish reading that fanfic story? Did you like it?"
Fiona (shrugging): "Meh. I've read it before."
Peg (eying her askance): "'Meh'? You're turning into. . ."
Fiona (brightly): A monosyllabic teenager?"
Rob and I cracked up.
Fiona: "How annoying that you can't be monosyllabic and use the word 'monosyllabic.' It has five syllables." (crosses her arms in mock teenager disgust).
Rob: "Didn't you finish reading that fanfic story? Did you like it?"
Fiona (shrugging): "Meh. I've read it before."
Peg (eying her askance): "'Meh'? You're turning into. . ."
Fiona (brightly): A monosyllabic teenager?"
Rob and I cracked up.
Fiona: "How annoying that you can't be monosyllabic and use the word 'monosyllabic.' It has five syllables." (crosses her arms in mock teenager disgust).
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