I discovered yesterday I’d lost five pounds. I promptly celebrated
by going to lunch, eating lots of candy, then today having a heavy
cheesy lunch and ice cream.
Austin: Yeah, I had ice cream too.
Me: I finished off the last of the hot fudge sauce.
Austin: That’s probably a good thing.
Me: You’re not my husband.
Austin: No, I’m not. I ate him.
Me: Oh, how much do I owe you for that?
Austin: Two-fitty. (A joke from South Park.)
Me: Okay. I gave you fifty cents from eBay sale, so that’s sitting on your desk. And I’ll go downstairs and get you the two bucks later.
Austin: Not two dollars and fifty cents. Two hundred and fifty dollars.
Me: Well, never mind then.
Austin: Yeah, I had ice cream too.
Me: I finished off the last of the hot fudge sauce.
Austin: That’s probably a good thing.
Me: You’re not my husband.
Austin: No, I’m not. I ate him.
Me: Oh, how much do I owe you for that?
Austin: Two-fitty. (A joke from South Park.)
Me: Okay. I gave you fifty cents from eBay sale, so that’s sitting on your desk. And I’ll go downstairs and get you the two bucks later.
Austin: Not two dollars and fifty cents. Two hundred and fifty dollars.
Me: Well, never mind then.
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