Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-30953185-20181210044726/@comment-31647719-20181211222413

THE NEXT DAY

(Rita and Lynn Sr. were sitting on the table doing their work)

Rita: Hey honey, can you take a quick look through my book to see if it's good enough?

Lynn Sr.: Sure.

(Rita hands Lynn Sr. her book, then she briefly turns to her notes)

Rita: So, what's for dinner tonight?

(She then notices Lynn Sr. had fallen asleep)

Rita: (confused) Lynn? (snaps her fingers)

Lynn Sr.: (snaps awake) Huh?!

Rita: Why did you fall asleep?

Lynn Sr.: Oh yeah, your story was a little trite.

Rita: (gasps) Trite? Why?

Lynn Sr.: It's just, dumb.

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Rita: Ha! Nonsense! My husband has much better taste in literature than this story thinks. Right, Lynn?