Question of the Day - Monday, January 9, 2023

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In the kitchen with my cookies
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Years ago, there was a guy in our neighborhood and he and I used to hang out. There was never anything going on because I was seeing Dear Richard. Or so I thought. The guy was at the house one afternoon and asked me out. And I said that he knew I was seeing Rick. Well, about that time, Rick pulled in the driveway and came into the house through the garage. The guy grabbed me, kissed me, and left the house through the front door. I was shocked.
 
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