SARAHK: What’s three plus six? Nine?
FRANK J.: What did you just ask me?
SARAHK: Nothing.
FRANK J.: Did you just ask me what’s three plus six?
SARAHK: I was actually thinking, what’s March plus six months, which is September. Shut up.
FRANK J.: Here, let me go back to kindergarten and ask five-year-old Frank that question.
SARAHK: Shut up.
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is it wrong to giggle at that?
The only stupid question is the one you don’t ask.
You shouldn’t have asked this one.