D: Tėtė, will you make me some waffles or should I make them myself?
Me: You can make them.
D: (grumbling on the way to the kitchen) I'm gonna get burned...
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about family life. one wife, two daughters, nine years old and five. no pets, ever. living in a house that eats money.
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