Today, this conversation happened at Tiny Town:
Me: I want to put blah blah on the webpage.
Her: There isn't room.
Me: I feel it's really important for yadda yadda reasons.
Her: There isn't room.
Me: But I am going to have to insist. I think blah blah is that important.
Her: Fine. I'm going to buy you a blah blah and have Fuck You engraved on it.
And it finally started to feel like home.
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