Mary: I am only going to have one flower arrangement on my buffet table.
My Mom: There will only be room for one.
Me: That's right with all the ice sculptures I'm going to make for it.
Mary: No... What are you going to sculpt.
Me: Something abstract.
Mary: As long as it's not sad.
Me: I never make sad art. Remember who you are talking to... It is going to be titled "Die, Mary, Die, I'm sick of helping with your freaking wedding."
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