Times change, people change... but having to bite your tongue apparently never does. I've aquired a taste for sarcasm (and wonton cursing) in the past few years that will be difficult to pull away from.
It was sad not to be able to spontaneously tell my grandmother (as she recounted a joke about 'bad women drivers' pulling up to ATMs) "well, that's because we're all just clueless, overemotional freaks with poor spacial ability."
Ah well. I'll work them in when I can.
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