Last night I stopped at the store to pick up the essentials; beer and milk. I get to the register and this is what happens:
Cashier: "Well, these two sure don't mix."
Me: "The beer is for my kids and the milk is for my husband."
Cashier: (Nervously laughs)
Me: "It helps them sleep better."
I don't know who was trying harder to keep a straight face; me or the guy behind me in line.
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