The other day Grandpa was reminiscing about the good old days. This is what he told us:
“When I was a boy, my Momma would send me down to the grocery store with one dollar and I’d come back with five bags of potatoes, two loaves of bread, three bottles of milk, a hunk of cheese, a box of tea, and six eggs.
You can’t do that now. Too many fucking security cameras!”
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