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My mother and I were out to dinner, sharing idle conversations. The conversation drifts towars the problem I've been having with my jaw lately. I think I have TMJ, and it tends to lock and pop every now and then.
My mother gets this weird look on her face, then covers her mouth as she tries not to laugh.
I just smirk, and say "Yeah, it's a great excuse to use from time to time."
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