Last Saturday morning I was fixing breakfast for my dad. My
wife had gone to Houston for a four day weekend of fun, frivolity, and retail
therapy with her sisters. One of the sisters arranged a train trip to Galveston
for the four of them and assorted and available spouses. My wife, knowing my
affinity for trains, texted me a photo taken out the train window, with the
caption “On the train, Choo, Choo!”.
I texted back, “Breakfast with Dad, Chew, Chew!”
Sorry, had to share that pun.
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