The 30 Minute Amnesia Cure
She: “Wednesday night: dinner out.”
He: “Uh-huh.”
She: “Thursday night: pizza delivery.”
He: “Uh-huh.”
She: “Friday night: dinner out.”
He: “Uh-huh.”
She: “Now it is Saturday night and I have forgotten how to cook.”
He: “No. You may have lost the incentive, but I am sure it will come back to you soon.”
She: “How soon?”
He: “Seven o’clock sounds good.”
She: “But what if I don’t remember?”
He: “Okay, seven-thirty.”
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Hmph. Clearly pmnesia. You didn’t have any trouble with breakfast this am.
She points at herself. “I cannot be held responsible for anything I do before I am awake.”
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