Me: So I'm going to have my last meal on earth,
what do you think it would be?
Jacob: I'm going to say Lobster Bisque,
a nice salad,
and maybe a medium rare filet
with asparagus.
Me: What?! No way. I'd have
chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes
and mac and cheese.
Jacob: No. You don't eat stuff like that.
I've never seen you eat a
chicken fried steak, ever.
Me: Yes you have. That one time at my
dad's house. I'm talking about my
last meal EVER.
Besides, who eats healthy for
their last meal?
Jacob: Ok. Well what do you think
I would have?
Me: (laughing) A ranch sandwich?
Jacob: (serious) Close. I'd have a
nice salad with ranch,
bone-in rib-eye, au gratin potatoes,
and some vegetable of some sort.
Basically, I'd go to Pappa's Bros.
Steakhouse for my last meal.
Me: I just don't understand
why you are wasting your last
meal with salad.
Jacob: Mmmm. Salad with Ranch.
Nice.
Today the conversation continued with the following texts:
Me: You know my favorite candy?
Jacob: Sour Punch
What's mine?
Me: You always get Reese's Pieces
at the movies. Or M&Ms
Jacob: Wrong. All.
Me: All candys are your favorite?
Jacob: Yup.
Me: Mmmk. I should have known.
So at this point, I've decided we know each other well enough. I'm sure we will figure out the rest over the next 50 years.
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