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Do you want to go ice skating?
Not right now.
No. Not now. But sometime. We could do a lot of drinking and then go skating.
I don’t know about that.  It sounds dangerous.
Yeah, it does sound like an ankle injury waiting to happen.

My dad called me at work one morning this week just to tell me that he was okay.  I think this was a preemptive attack.   I think he really wanted to say “I know you are going to call me several times today to check and see how I am, and I want to tell you I am fine so you won’t bother me anymore today.  I will call you again tomorrow morning to tell you the same, and will continue this every day until you lose interest and stop …

My aunt is coming to visit later this month. She’ll be in town for a food blogger’s convention, but before it starts she wants to get together.
Should we make dinner over here? We can make some gluten-free schnitzel or some German pancakes or something.
Sure.
Also, maybe Carson will crawl into her purse and she won’t notice until she gets back home to Florida.
She’ll wonder why her bag is suddenly so heavy, but then she’ll think it is just because of the souvenirs she bought.
But really it’ll be the cat …

SUCCESS!
Synchronized electrical cardioversion.