I had a chuckle imagining your multiple wives at checkout (after having purchased yet more wives) and one tugs at your shirt and asks “honey, will we make it back to the car?”
You respond with a grave look “Some of you, yes. But with my hands full, I can’t make any guarantees. You know that.” Before stepping outside into the parking lot of a mad max-like world.
Edit - I have about a dozen reuseable bags in my car, not wives :-)
I had a chuckle imagining your multiple wives at checkout (after having purchased yet more wives) and one tugs at your shirt and asks “honey, will we make it back to the car?”
You respond with a grave look “Some of you, yes. But with my hands full, I can’t make any guarantees. You know that.” Before stepping outside into the parking lot of a mad max-like world.