Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Pork chop night

I can remember a few nights of being sent from the table when I was a kid and I'm pretty sure it was on pork chop night (too much fat). So no surprise when we had to send Miss F away for spitting chewed food out on her plate not once, not twice but three times. She had to write us an essay on what she should've done to receive an invite back. I especially like the bonus point remark.

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