That’s Un-Fortune-Ate

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The Boy decided his fortune cookie looked like the Millennium Falcon so he crashed it into his placemat then handed the pieces to his sister.

Me: “Why are you giving Grace the pieces of your cookie?”

The Boy: “Because fortune cookies taste like an old man’s ear.”

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