"A few years ago on Christmas, my uncle choked on a chicken bone, and he didn't die, but..."
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On a particularly sleep deprived night last December, my daughters were taking turns screaming at my wife and I in half hour intervals between midnight and 6am. This was easily the fourth night in a row where they’d conspired to give our sleep the middle finger and we were shells of humans. SHELLS.
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