Jack wanted a cup, so I got one for him out of the dishwasher. I poured some chocolate milk into it. He loves chocolate milk after all. He came to me after a minute and said, "the chocolate milk in the brown cup makes me go "bleh." I don't like it."
Me, "well maybe it's expired." I taste it and it tastes fine.
He says, "I just want water."
Me, "you don't like chocolate milk anymore?"
Jack, "no, only on Fridays."
Well damn, today is Wednesday. Next time I'll know better.
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