had a sandwich then washed my plate. i saw a canister on the sink so i washed it as well.
i went upstairs, did stuff on my laptop, then after a while craved some sweets.
i went downstairs then again noticed a canister on the sink.
me: 'oh! i thought i've washed that...'
mom: 'that's a different one... i finished it again...'
i glanced at the table and saw that instead of three canisters of popcorn there was just now one.
ahahaha... so it's not my memory... it's my mom's appetite... ; p
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