A little while ago the Baby Brother had a bad back so when he rang early one morning I offered to go and do a grocery shop for him.
The BB: Nah. I went yesterday.
Me: Well, I guess it was good that you got out of the house, but I can get you more stuff if you want.
The BB: Nah. I have enough food for a few days.
Me: Why don’t you just do a big shop? You know, so you would be okay for more than a few days.
The BB: Then I would have to take a trolley instead of one of the handbasket things.
The BB: I don’t trust myself with a trolley cos it is too tempting to mow those other fuckers in the store down.
Me: This is true.
We are so much alike.
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