Jan the twenty-first
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Jan the Nineteenth
I have to eat peanut butter sneakily as my wife hates to smell.
What normally happens is I am in the kitchen eating it(usually on toast) quietly and then Steff comes in to ask me a question then pulls a face when she sees what I am doing. She then runs away in disgust.
Jan the Eighteenth
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Jan the Thirteenth
