So – was having a bit of a verbal joust with my daughter Zara – and what with her making a solid play for ‘student becomes the master’ status – I began flailing outside the box.
As she wheeled out ever more on point impressions of me ‘playing it cool’ after a heavy weekend. I suddenly heard myself swear I’d put her favorite stuffed animal on Tinder if she didn’t wind it in.
‘You wouldn’t’
‘I would’
‘Go on then’
‘I bloody well will’
Her arms fold and her foot begins to tap. An eyebrow has been raised…… Shit… Need to front this out..
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