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	uncle dean and the cockroach i got trapped in the corner with the only other non-mother at sam's first birthday party listening to the details of the lube job she did on her father's '74 dodge van and i watched you so good with other people's children so handy at twisting the mcdonald's happy meal giant cockroach toy into the evil superhero that people don't ask if we have children but rather how many. and i wish we could talk about it, wish that we weren't both so sure the other was to blame that our tongues swell with remorse in the back of our throats and can only lick the edges of the answer -- no. no children.

uncle dean and the cockroach