Dialogue

“The sharpest knife in the drawer has a red plastic handle.”
“Which drawer?”
“The drawer that also has a red plastic handle.”
“None of them have red plastic handles. They all have red ceramic handles.”
“You are in the wrong kitchen.”
“Which kitchen should I be in?”
“The one with red plastic handles.”
“I guess I’m in the wrong kitchen.”
“I guess you’re right about that. 
“Where’s the other kitchen?”
“Down the hall, third door on the right.”
“Does the door have a red plastic handle, too?”
“Someone is being a little testy aren’t they?”
“Someone is being a little testy aren’t they?”
 “So, you found the other kitchen.”
 “Maybe. Hey chef, do you know the fastest way to a man’s heart? 
…Through the chest wall with a sharp knife.”
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December 12, 2022 at 8:49 PM
lol Literally, that's true.
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