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My son frightened the living daylights out of me the other morning. He woke up a little early, coincidentally about 5 minutes before I get up. Knowing this, he hid on the far side of the fridge in the kitchen, and waited until I was passing right by him (still in the dark) to lean out and say "Hello" right in my ear.
I cried out "Jesus fucking Christ!" and he immediately started apologizing.
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