Today's OneWord: Half
Half of the bread was drenched in maple syrup, while the other half reeked of bad mayonnaise and salt. I held up the limp and soggy piece with tongs, wrinkling my nose at the smell.
"Tell me," I asked Buddy, "just what exactly is Gerald's taste in cuisine?"
"Questionable," he replied.
I tried to aim for the trash can. It was already brimming with forgotten scraps.
"Tell me," I asked Buddy, "just what exactly is Gerald's taste in cuisine?"
"Questionable," he replied.
I tried to aim for the trash can. It was already brimming with forgotten scraps.
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