Austin is
gleaming over how clean our house is. I’m eyeing a clump of fur
that has already fallen onto our newly swept floor.
Austin: Next time around, it won’t be such a big job.
Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Austin: Cleaning the house. Now that’s it’s clean, all we have to do is put in a little effort to keep it that way.
Me: You remember when we moved the couch box off of our new area rug and there was a visible line where dirt had collected on the exposed part?
Austin: Yeah, but it won’t be as bad. It won’t be monstrous bad. It’ll only be medium bad.
Austin: Next time around, it won’t be such a big job.
Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Austin: Cleaning the house. Now that’s it’s clean, all we have to do is put in a little effort to keep it that way.
Me: You remember when we moved the couch box off of our new area rug and there was a visible line where dirt had collected on the exposed part?
Austin: Yeah, but it won’t be as bad. It won’t be monstrous bad. It’ll only be medium bad.
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