Me, last night: Ah, supermarket, show me what you have on sale. For I am poor, yet require sustenance. I shall proceed to the meat aisle.
Meat aisle: Poor student, I have a surprise for you! Steak at a serious discount!
Me: Goodness gracious! That is a serious discount indeed. But this word "clearance" troubles me. Should meat be sold at "clearance", in this age of avian flu and mad cow disease?
Meat aisle: Listen, do you want steak or not? You think you can buy a $3 t-bone any day you want? TAKE IT ALREADY!
Me: I am uncertain...
Meat aisle: SHUT UP AND BUY THE MEAT!! YOU KNOW YOU'RE GOING TO!!! STOP WASTING MY TIME!!!!
Me: Don't hurt me, meat aisle! Here, I'll take two!
Meat aisle: Glad that's settled. Stop by the produce and pick up some potatoes while you're at it.
Me: Yes sir.
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Gold!
Postscript: You better believe my clearance steak was well done.
That's hilarious. Glad to see you're still with us.
There's obviously a testosterone issue here. You could've just as easily pulled the sole from an old shoe and gotten the same experience.
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