You want the Truth. You can’t handle the Truth.

Devin: “Where are the marshmallows? We had a ton.”

Me: “We made some candy cars with them.”

Devin: “No. We had a ton. Even after that.”

Me: “Sweetie….. I need you to let this go.”

Devin: “I just don’t understand.”


Devin: “It’s just weird….”

Me: “The marshmallows were eaten at a massive and grostque amount by both your wife and your children.”

Devin: “……..Oh.”

Me: “It didn’t need to be said, you have no one to blame but yourself.”



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