Milk Run

by thoughtsonthedead

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“Do we have any milk crates, Parish?”

“The plastic ones?”

No, the old, heavy wooden ones prone to splintering and turning into wooden knives.”

“I could get some. Why?”

“Gonna stack ’em up.”

“You got it, Precarious.”

“And get some fireworks while you’re at the store.”

“Duh.”

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