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“No.”
“Why not?”
“It tastes bad.”
“You haven’t tried it.”
“I have.”
“Not this one.”
“Is it any different?”
“No.”
“Well...”
“I’ll eat it.”
“Be my guest.”
Fast-forward to an hour later.
“How is he doing, doctor?”
“Stable. But we are very concerned. Tell me, what did
he eat?”
“Pudding.”
“It must have been bad already…”
“No.”
“No…?”
“No. I added some arsenic to it.”
“Why would you do that,” asked the doctor alarmed running
back into the ER.
I told him to buy sweet rice so many times, he
thought.
It was 8pm. Great, the supermarket is still open.
It was 8pm. Great, the supermarket is still open.
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