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This afternoon while we were in the kitchen I asked my husband if he wanted to race to see which one of us could peel a clementine the fastest. (My husband is very competitive.) He said he would race me, but we'd have to wait until he was ready to eat a clementine. He is still not ready to eat a clementine...
...I think he's scared. I think he knows I'm the fastest peeler in our house.
I bet Trigger is faster.
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