My dad is taking pictures of us with a Polaroid camera.
I'm in a booth in a restaurant. we're having a meeting for writers. There's a big woman already sitting in the booth and she's waiting for a carry out order. I tell her to stay. Then Wally shows up.
I'm in a basketball game. I score a couple baskets. Then the buzzer goes off and we head to the locker room. We complain about the 8 second shot clock and how we're so busy looking at the clock we can't concentrate on the game.
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