My brother was telling my dad how he needed to buy a bunch of granola bars and other various snacks for his dorm room the other day. This is how the conversation went.
Bro- “I’m gonna want some granola bars for my dorm room.”
Dad- “Why? That’s what the dining hall’s for?”
Me- “Yeah, but you have to get up at 7:30 in the morning to go.”
Dad- “The dining hall’s open later than that.”
Bro- “Well, the dining hall near my dorm isn’t open for breakfast, so I’ll have to walk to the one across campus. I’ll need to eat something when I wake up for the walk over.”
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