yours and ours

me to sister:  'why are you wet?'

sister:  'i did some slicing...'

me:  'and why did you have to slice?'

sister:  'because my papaya's about to ripen...'

me:  'why do you have to say 'my'?'

sister:  'i was the one who bought...  i was the one who sliced...  i'm the one who's going to eat...'

me:  'don't they eat papaya?'

sister:  'they don't really like it...'

me:  'well, i myself don't eat papaya...  you're right, that is YOUR papaya...'

but these are OUR chocolates...  ; )

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