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Baby, It's Cold Outside
Tuesday, Jan. 27, 2004 - 8:18 PM
We all jumped in the car tonight as we left Red Robin in sub-freezing temperatures with snow falling strong. My dad drove. "Do you want my gloves?" my mom asked. "For what?" asked Dad. "For what," I muttered. As if he didn't know what gloves were for. What a loving gesture from his wife. "So you don't get fingerprints on the steering wheel," I said with a touch of irritated sarcasm. "Yeah," said Chad. "You never know."
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