I once gave my husband the 
silent treatment for an entire week, at the end of which he declared, “Hey, we’re getting along pretty great lately!”
Dad, can you put my shoes on? No, I don’t think they’ll fit me.
I’ll call you later. Don’t call me later, call me Dad.
I am but just a simple shoutout to my readers. Have a good one =)
It’s 5 o’clock somewhere. Cheers!
Ahoy, lovely reader! Pretty soon you’ll be able to leave messages like this on here =)
Things happen only when somebody makes them happen.
If you say something it needs to be an improvement on the silence
Hope ya’ll having a good remaining day.
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