Yap

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"Mr. Yap?"

He stood up from the couch. "Yap?"

"Mr. Yap?"

He walked to his reciner. "Yap?"

"Why do you correct me on how to say your name?"

He sat unto his reciner. "Am not."

"Mr. Yap?"

He started typing on his computer. "Yap?"

"Mr. Yap? Mr. Yap? Mr. Yap?"

He stopped typing and stared at me. "Yap, yap, yap."

"Are you agreeing with me?"

"Yap."

I stood up. "Yow, yow, yow! Yap, Yap, Yap! What's up, men!" I sang, as I was holding an imaginary microphone in my hand. I was acting like a DJ.

He chuckled. "Crazy maiden."





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