Zak:  Zoe, you’re sitting on my laundry.  (Clean, folded laundry that was on the bed waiting to be put away.) Zoe:  No.  This is not your laundry. Zak:  Yes it is. Zoe:  No.  It’s mom’s. Zak: Huh? Zoe:  This is mom’s laundry, but your clothes.

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