Austin found a whole lot of dye on clearance for
$0.76 yesterday. He bought all of it.
Austin, walking toward the checkout, then pausing, walking again, pausing again: I’m just not sure if I should buy all this.
Me: Usually I would have a problem with you bringing in that much junk, but you’ll use it. You love dying stuff. You’re constantly killing my soul.
Austin stops, stunned.
Me: A pun on dying and killing. Who are you today?
Austin, walking toward the checkout, then pausing, walking again, pausing again: I’m just not sure if I should buy all this.
Me: Usually I would have a problem with you bringing in that much junk, but you’ll use it. You love dying stuff. You’re constantly killing my soul.
Austin stops, stunned.
Me: A pun on dying and killing. Who are you today?
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