Unfiltered Story #281832

My son lives in St Paul, Minnesota. It’s a couple of weeks after the huge riots. So naturally I call to check in on him. He’s just returned home from a work trip and is talking about lunch and is a notoriously picky eater.

Me: Yeah, I’m about to eat a fluffer-nutter (peanut butter and marshmallow fluff).

Him: Mmmmmm, fluffer-nutter!

Me: Would you believe that (Boyfriend) has never had one?

Him: What? Seriously, ok! If he tries one….

Me: You’ll call him dad? (A running joke we have).

Him: I was going to say try a new food, but that’s even better!