mom asking me to order food.
mom: 'what should we order?'
me: 'who's going to eat?'
my mom enumerates her household, my brother's household, me, an aunt, my cousins, my nieces.
me: 'hmmm... let the oldest choose...'
mom: 'i'm the oldest.'
me: 'hehe... you're not counted; you're the host.'
she therefore let my aunt choose. that's age coupled with beauty. double dibs. 😊
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