I knew that jug I bought at an auction would come in handy one day.
Grumpy rang me up to see if he could drop by. I was down in the dumps so he brought me these flowers, and it cheered me up. Then he inevitably irritated me. It's a good thing the flowers weren't in their vase yet, or I would have cracked it over his skull.
But, you know, it's the thought that counts. I just don't know which thought I'm counting.
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