Me: James, would you like eggs for dinner?
James: Dad, as much as I appreciate you concern for my necessity to eat, I think that your eggs are quite bland. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm only two, and I have not right to question your culinary abilities. But, I've seen the food that you and mom make for yourselves. And frankly, I feel like I'm not being treated fairly in this household.
Me: What would you like to eat then?
James: I've really had a craving for some roasted potatoes, tossed with sautéed onions and mushrooms, and topped with a white wine cream sauce.
Me: I don't have the stuff to make that.
James: Well then, I think I'll just sit here and spill this juice all over me.
James: Dad, as much as I appreciate you concern for my necessity to eat, I think that your eggs are quite bland. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm only two, and I have not right to question your culinary abilities. But, I've seen the food that you and mom make for yourselves. And frankly, I feel like I'm not being treated fairly in this household.
Me: What would you like to eat then?
James: I've really had a craving for some roasted potatoes, tossed with sautéed onions and mushrooms, and topped with a white wine cream sauce.
Me: I don't have the stuff to make that.
James: Well then, I think I'll just sit here and spill this juice all over me.
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