When I mix up the eggs for the day’s omelette, the sound of the fork against the bowl reminds me of the sound of Mario’s steps in Donkey Kong. (This is what amuses me this morning; clearly, one of those days.)
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When I mix up the eggs for the day’s omelette, the sound of the fork against the bowl reminds me of the sound of Mario’s steps in Donkey Kong. (This is what amuses me this morning; clearly, one of those days.)