As I’m pulling the border down and scraping paint, Austin mentions
that everything on this shelf can go.
Me: The church is having a rummage sale this weekend. We can put it in there.
I hugged Austin.
Austin: And when you can’t easily strangle me, I’ll mention . . .
So I stop hugging him.
Austin: All the stuff on the walls.
All my cat stuff.
Austin: All that can go too.
A wise man to recognize the suggestion would get him killed.
Me: The church is having a rummage sale this weekend. We can put it in there.
I hugged Austin.
Austin: And when you can’t easily strangle me, I’ll mention . . .
So I stop hugging him.
Austin: All the stuff on the walls.
All my cat stuff.
Austin: All that can go too.
A wise man to recognize the suggestion would get him killed.
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