So we're in the car and H is like pretty soon I'll be a decade old. And T chimes up I'll be a decade minus one this year. Randomly someone (or the chorus) says well at least I am not like 39 decades cause that would be like 390 years old, so I happen to become alert and I say oh my goodness we aren't we on the way to purchase an X Box 360?
And of course now we have to call it the X Box 36 decades. I am like the nerdiness in this car at this moment is almost another person. It's that bad.
It's not a combination lock. It's a permutation lock.
Buns.
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