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more random insanity
This is not fic. Well, not really.
Martha drew her lips taut at Jonathan's latest tritely pithy remark.
"Now, Martha. Don't give me that look." He smiled with all the country-boy charm he had, which usually worked ln her, but... "Come on. You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's l-"
"Jonathan!!"
Some instinct of self-preservation made Jonathan close his mouth and eyes just in time to avoid getting them full of his wife's homemade pie.
Martha drew her lips taut at Jonathan's latest tritely pithy remark.
"Now, Martha. Don't give me that look." He smiled with all the country-boy charm he had, which usually worked ln her, but... "Come on. You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's l-"
"Jonathan!!"
Some instinct of self-preservation made Jonathan close his mouth and eyes just in time to avoid getting them full of his wife's homemade pie.