During dinner the conversation went like this:
Me: Owen, when I get old will you take care of me?
Owen: (really long pause) well?
Me: OWEN!
Owen: (another really long pause) If you call me first, and you reeeaallyy need it and you need food I'll give it to you.
....so if I was counting on Owen taking care of me in my retirement I need a stronger plan B.
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