Life without, according to Dave

Frequently, Dave and I mock argue about the future and our cheesy inability to live without the other.
Last night he declared triumphantly that he would die first.
It has always been our agreement to die together as old people when the house caves in.  I tossed the usual cheesy statement aside this time and said, "What am I supposed to do without you?!"
He looked down for a second, "I don't know....crochet?"
According to Dave; all I would do without him  is crochet for hours on end, probably sobbing all over the yarn.

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