One day when I was about six, I came home from shopping at the local department store with my dad. We were there to buy a gift for my mother's birthday. When I got home, my mother, knowing me all too well, started inquiring about the "gift". The conversation went something like this:
Mom: Did you have fun shopping?
Me: We got you the prettiest gift, Mom!
Mom: Oh, and what is it?
Me: Well, I'm not...
Posted on September 03, 2012
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