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bionic woman

i cupped a marble in my hands and shook it. it clinked against my wedding ring.

me: hey, paul, listen to this.
paul: what is that?
me: does it sound like metal?
paul: yes.
me: where is the metal on my hands?
paul: remember when the dentist cut your hands open like this [pointing] and put in pieces of metal?
me: he did?
paul: [nodding] he used glue.
me: he used glue to keep the metal in place?
paul: yes.
me: so that is what is making that sound?
paul: yes.
me: okay.

later that evening...
me: paul, remember that metal sound?
paul: [long-suffering look] i think it was your ring.



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