In preparation for a cookout Sunday, I went to the store and bought some chips, beer, and a two-liter bottle of Pepsi. To help my son resist the temptation to drink the two-liter bottle before Sunday, I also got a smaller bottle that he could drink whenever he wanted.
When I got home, I let him know I’d gotten a drink for him.
“This bottle of Pepsi,” I said, displaying the two-liter bottle, “cost a dollar fifty-nine. This bottle,” I showed him the 16-ounce bottle, “also cost a dollar fifty-nine.”
He opened the smaller bottle and raised it in my direction. “Ahh, wasted money,” he toasted, taking a drink.
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