Scene: Tuesday evening in the kitchen. I have an onion in one hand, which sprouted weeks ago and has been growing like mad ever since.
Me to “Ryan”: I’m going to throw out all the moldy sandwiches and expired milk.
Ryan: Wait, let me just make sure I don’t need something.
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