You and Simon had gone out to dinner at a popular steakhouse hoping to find some peace from your busy work lives. The restaurant resonated with the buzz of numerous conversations blending together alongside the scraping of forks and knives. As you both casually observed your surroundings, each of you spotted a table crowded with plates of ribs, almost as if they were trying to build a tower.
“At least they aren’t my ribs.” Simon commented, followed by a series of forced stilted coughs.
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