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Marriage Counselor ^1^
This story is dedicated to Michael J. and everybody on MJSite. %※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※%※ Today Michael and I are supposed to start packing for our vacation for our anniversary. I'm just getting back from work and I see Michael and my parents, who are currently living with us because their house burnt down, hanging out in the living room. Me:(kissing Mike) Hey baby. Michael:Hey hun. Me:Hey mom, hey dad. Mom:Hey girl, yo father outside smoking that weed again. Me:I thought I told him to stop smoking that stuff! Just then my father walked in the house actin' stupid. Dad:Hey sweetie, where you come from? When you get here? Me:Didn't I tell you to stop smoking that stuff? Dad:Listen, I is your father and I tell you what to do. Now what day is it? Where I'm at? Me:I'm glad your doctor put you on a stronger dose of that medicine. Mom:(talking to dad) Let's go shopping and let these kids talk. Dad:Okay. My mom and dad left. Michael:Your parents are crazy. Me:I know. You know, I made our reservations at the Levingtons Hotel for our anniversary so we should start packing. Michael:(looking suspicious) Yeah, about that, I won't be able to make it. I have a meeting this weekend and it's dealing with my Dangerous tour and that's very important. Me:(confused) What? Wait, this is our anniversary and I've been planning this for months. Are you seriously choosing a meeting over our anniversary. Michael:Let's not start this right now. Me:(yelling) What the h*** do you mean "don't start this"? Huh? Michael:(yelling) You know how important this tour is to me! Me:(yelling) Oh and our anniversary isn't?! Wow, you know what I'm out of here! I walked out the house and went back to work. My assistant Becky was standing there with papers in her hand when I walked in. Becky:Hey Autumn. Me:We are at work Becky you need to call me Mrs.Anderson. Becky:Fine, Mrs.Anderson. TBC...
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