My daughter, seventeen, is as usual telling me I don’t understand her generation, mainly because I’m old, and of course I’ve never been young.
“When I was your age, we all had three noses. Do you have any idea what it’s like to have to live with three...”
”Dad, my generation eats Tide Pods.”
Today she related that story to my wife, who told her that for our generation it was too incon…
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