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After ten to fifteen minutes of listening to K yell “I’m hungry!” from down stairs, I’d had it. He finally huffed upstairs.

“I’m hungry!”, he said.

By now I was fed up. He was acting like Mr Noisy. I let him have it.

I didn’t hold back.

I let it fly.

I said ...

“HI HUNGRY, I’M DAD.”


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