"If there's no chocolate in heaven, I'm not going." – Unknown
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"Fletcher? Are you there?"
"Hey, you're not dead!"
"Thanks for noticing."
"No problem-o."
"Could you do me a favour? Pretty please with a cute cherry on top?"
"Sorry, Waffle Cones don't do no artificial cherries."
"You do realise that you used a double negative, right?"
"I did?"
"Yeah, you did. Brush up on your English, Junior."
"How old are you?"
"How old are you?"
"I asked first."
"I asked second."
"I swear I've told you my age before."
"You have?"
"I think so. Anyhow, I'm eighteen."
"I guess you're not my junior then, Senior."
"How old are you?"
"Don't you pay attention? I've mentioned my age before too."
"You expect a guy like me to have a good attention span? Sushi, I have the attention span of a gerbil."
"Geez, alright. Well, I'm seventeen, turning eighteen in a month or so."
"Oh, well, happy early birthday!"
"Thanks, Flip-Flop-Fletcher!"
"I gotta go!"
"I hate you!"
"I'm aware!"
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Waffle Cones (#1)
Short Story"Hello?" "Um, hey?" "Wait, you don't sound like my Aunt Kathy." "Unless I was miraculously converted into a member of the opposite gender and somehow related to whoever is on the other side of this call, then yeah. I'm not your Aunt Kathy." ...
