(Dad is driving me and a friend home after getting ice cream) Friend: I have sprinkles stuck in my teeth. Dad (Pulls over): Get out of the car. Me: Dad! Dad: They are jimmies, not sprinkles. If she wants me to drive her home she will use my words.
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