Flash

Pop Goes the Dinner

A baby curiously touching a man's face while he lies on grass.
“That’ll be two smashburgers.”

A housewife tired of cooking for her large family without any thanks,  opened a pop-up restaurant in the  family’s garage. It became so popular that her husband and children had to wait on line for their meals.

“That’ll teach them to be on time for dinner,” she laughed to herself.

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The preceding is satire. Straight up, Skippy. No warranties are expressed or implied. For life advice, try a professional. For investment tips, try a dart board. For salvation, the gentleman in the robe has been handling that portfolio for 2,000 years.