"Are you aware that this November 4 will mark exactly THREE years since the day you and I first hung out together alone?"
"Whoa. With all this political stuff, I keep thinking of it as Election Day. I didn't even put the two together."
"Well, we do have so many little anniversaries, it's hard to keep straight. But this anniversary of ours is GOING TO BE HISTORIC! WOOHOO!"
"You're historic.
"I'm pretty pump--wait, are you calling me historic? I'mold?"
"I know I'm almost a year older than you, but that was a bit much, wasn't it?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Your calling me 'mold' just now."
"Wha? I said 'Are you calling me historic? I'm [pause] OLD?!' "
"Oh, the way you ran your words together, I thought you were saying I was as old as mold."
"Holy crap, if we're both this touchy about age now, what's going to happen when we really ARE as old as mold?"
"Actually, mold doesn't live that long."
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Hey, it's a great way to keep track of how long you've been together - elections.
That is such a funny conversation!
It's the bread that's old.
That is pretty amusing. I'll have to stay away from you though (or H) because I'm allergic to mold!
Happy anniversary?
Haha, it's always so funny when words get mixed up like that. Mold!
So calling someone "old as mold" is actually calling them young? Good to know.
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