me: "hey little buddy! i'm going to the grocery store tomorrow. is there anything specific you want me to get for you?"
beck: "beef jerky and meat. real meat."
i'm not a meat eater, but the beckster lives to eat meat. sometimes i wonder if god is punishing me for something by giving me the #1 meat lovin boy. i've learned to accept beck's love for "real meat" and allow it in moderation.
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