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Our standard Friday night conversation begins like this:

Me-Where do you want me to buy you dinner tonight?

El Hubbo knows that by Friday, especially a Friday of a week he has been gone and left me without reinforcement in the continuing battle for domination with his offspring, I am in no mood to plan and prepare a dinner. Friday is a day to harken back to the time honored tradition of hunting or gathering our food at the nearest restaurant, take out, or delivery business available.

El Hubbo's normal reply- I don't know. What are you in the mood for?

Me-Hmmmm. Not Italian. Not Mexican. Not Chinese.

At this point in tonight's Friday conversation, Jake pipes up.

Jake- How about Texan?

Me-Huh? What are you talking about?

Jake-Texan! You know, hamburgers, hot dogs, cheese fries, chicken fried steak.

It's good to know that we are raising a true Texan with grease and gravy flowing through his veins!



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  1. Rush'd LadyJune 12, 2012 at 7:39 PM

    Jake sounds like my hubbin! He was born in El Paso and his favorites are hamburgers and bratwurst!

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