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“My girlfriend and I broke up recently; and I must say that I am relieved. Gives me a chance to sow my wild oats. In the Schrute family, we have a tradition where when the male has sex with another woman, he is rewarded with a bag of wild oats, left on his doorstep by his parents. You can use those oats to make whatever you want: oatmeal, bread, whatever you want, I don’t care. They’re your oats.” -Dwight Schrute
Posted on May 31, 2010 via Day to Day. with 6 notes
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I love of oats. If you're here, it means you love them, too, or maybe you're just flirting with Avena sativa. Or you're my friend. Your motives are irrelevant to me (unless they're evil). I hope you'll find this blog interesting and informative.
What you can expect: a minimum of three posts a week. Maybe more, depending on how underemployed I am during that particular week.
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P.P.S. Your mom likes oats.
