It's not so much that I need a valentine.
I just need someone who can be in charge of cutting the onion.
Binta, concerned about seeing her mommy crying in the kitchen so frequently, mentioned a "Food Cutter" that she saw on TV that she thinks I need. And I like her idea. The Food Cutter probably spends a lot less time watching football and is willing to help out whenever I need it.
But it would require additional washing and clean up efforts. But then, so does a man.
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