“It’s 6:52 a.m.,” the Boy said to his God.
“No, it’s 6:52 and a half,” God said to His Boy. “And it will never be 6:52 a.m. this October 9, 2016 again. Boy, what did you do with your 6:52?”
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A nice reminder. Short and sweet.
Glad I could help.
I lost my 6:52.
Check under the bed.
Yep, there it is!
I knew you’d find it there.