Woman: "Thanks, she's 34 weeks. Do you have the time " Me: "Sure, it's 972 minutes past midnight."
Thank you for your patients.
Messie Thank you and goodnight.
Nothing, it just waved... Prolly my favorite joke of all time, maybe ever.
Me: This morning. On the way here. Just felt like it was time.
Because if they dragged them by the ankles, they'd fill up with muck.
So they wouldn't fill up with gravel.
She waits until midnight and plugs it back in. Disclaimer: I know it's terrible, I was very young when I came up with it.
The big hand touches the little hand.