At the Dollar Store book table . . .
Twitchy old man: There's too many books here! When I was a kid it was the other way around. There weren't enough books back then. (Except for books that nobody wanted to read.) How much are they anyway?
Woman pushing cart: They're a dollar. Everything's a dollar. That's why they call it the "dollar store."
Twitchy: Lookit this! "Holy Bible." Is there such a thing as an UN-holy bible?
(Exit: Twitchy)
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(Enter: Twitchy)
Twitchy: Hey, fella! Would you like to buy a bottle of wine for $5? Not even opened. Pretty good stuff. Cabernet Sauvignon; I know my wine.
Me: [ . . . ]
Twitchy: No, sorry. Never mind. Forget I even said that. I don't wanna cause no trouble.
(Exit: Twitchy)
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At the check-out . . .
Twitchy (to cashier): Can you buy Pepto-Bismol on food stamps?
Cashier: Hang on. I'll tell you here in juuust a second.
Twitchy: Check that out for me, will ya?
Cashier: We'll see if it rings up. Hang on.
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Cashier: Sir, I don't want to embarrass you, but I can't accept this. It's Canadian.
Me: I thought Canada was our ally.
Cashier: Look, I'm really sorry . . .
Me: I think I have another penny. [digs in pocket]
Cashier: I wish I could accept it, but the bank won't take it, and then our account won't balance.
Me: It's ok. Here. Here's another one.
Other customer: Now every bank has a guy who guards the bank against Canadian money. That's his whole job.
Me: I can't understand it. I thought Canada was our ally.
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