"Isaac, it doesn't matter who you pick, but if you could just choose who you want to escort you to Spokane for your hockey games, please do."
"Ok. Dad."
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(Hear that? It's the sound of crickets and jealousy)
Also, the mucky cold rain is melting my brain. I can't make a decision to save my life, hence, making the 11 year old do it.
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