We had gotten home from school and David and I turned on the TV for our afternoon cartoons. Mom was usually sleepy, so she would take a nap on the living room couch. At the time, we were watching the original Mobil Suit Gundam. Amaro was the lead character. At the time, he was depressed and not really taking care of himself, so this little ball-robot-thing would float after him and say, "Eat, Amaro! Eat, Amaro!" David and I were happily chowing down on some of those cookies with chocolate on the bottom with stripes of chocolate on top, the little hole being in the center--I forget what they are called, but we got the dollar brand. Mom, in her sleepiness, says, "Who'd want to eat Amaro?"
David and I met eyes for a solid three seconds and nearly fell to the floor. I'm just glad we didn't choke on those damn cookies.
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