Austin and I were arguing about which of us has the better memory. It’s me.
Me: Excuse me? You don’t even know when I was born.
Austin: I know when you were born.
Me: When?
Austin: It’s either January tenth or January twelveth.
Me: See?
Austin: I can remember important things.
Me: My birthday isn’t important?
Austin: It doesn’t matter if I don’t remember it. If I need to know it, I can get into your wallet and pull out your driver’s license to check the date.
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