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"If you're on time, you're 5 minutes late" was my motto until I married my wife. Now we're on Mexican time. It's not until AFTER we're in the car and headed to wherever (on time) that I'm informed we also need to stop here and there and then that other place before we go to the original destination.
I quit arguing over the toilet paper coming over the top, and just crap outside instead.
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