Sofia and I split a salad and a calzone. Before the calzone arrived Sofia and I had a discussion (argument) about the pronunciation of calzone. I said it was kal-zonay and Sofia was for kal-zone. The waiter brought it and said as he placed it down "kal-zonay." Yes! I love being right. I'm usually right, but don't ask Sofia.
Afterwards we picked up a dessert.
With posts like this, I can see a reason why you wouldn’t want to buy a few buttons.
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