We were driving to Ohio for Easter when Gamble piped up from the back seat, "Excuse me."
"Yes, Gamble?"
"Nothing. I burped."
"Oh, I thought you needed to interrupt."
"No. If I needed to interrupt, I would say, 'Excuse me, please.'"
Oh, I didn't know. Please excuse me...
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