As you may know, Hannah and I reside in a cottage. My dad has taken in upon himself to become the house handyman, and frankly he's doing a pretty damn good job.
Due to um, heightened security measures, Dad upped the slider door on his priority list. He fixed the latch that didn't close real well. He was explaining the repair and the original problem to me. I saw the problem right away, it was uneven - but not before he could say:
"You see how this is all Kitty-wompus?"
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