Austin & I went canoeing this morning. On our way home, we stopped at our favorite meat market and picked up a couple of NY strip steaks and a 3 pound roast. Austin then fell into bed and slept the afternoon away. At dinnertime, I nudged Austin, asked him if he was ready for steaks.
Austin, mumbling: I’m not hungry.
So I boiled a hot dog instead. Quality Nathan’s hot dog. I don’t do that cheap crap that tastes like bologna.
Austin finally gets up at 8:00.
Austin: Did you do steaks?
Me: You missed out. I ate both myself.
Austin grumbles.
Me: Actually, I invited Mom up. We ate the steaks together. We had a party and everything.
Austin: Don’t lie to me. That would be a mis-steak.
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