It's been a busy week, and today I had to beg Beau for some money for an uber-healthy vending-machine lunch.
He had three singles (which is three more than I had).
But one was a conspiratorial dollar.
C'mon, man! Let me be.
If you're going to deface money (against the law, btw), it should be funny, like this one (affixed to my kitchen fridge)!
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