this morning i emailed aaron asking him what he would like for his birthday breakfast.
me: what do you want for breakfast? i'm assuming bacon. anything else? eggs? pancakes?
him: bacon and french toast, both crispy, and chocolate milk. that's my dream.
at least the man knows what he wants. if only i could outsource cooking the bacon, but it's his birthday so i will not make a peep.
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