M’m! M’m! Good!

him:
one day you’ll find my letters.

her:
will you hide them?

him:
no. i’ll leave them open for everyone to see.

her:
how will i know which are for me?

him:
you won’t.

her:
my grandma said it’s no good to drink from a spoon and eat with a straw.

him:
what does that mean?

her:
i don’t know what she meant but i do know i’m soup.

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