Groceries, Lager, and Saturdays
It is Sunday. I have to go for groceries alone. My wife can’t go because we’re looking after her brother’s dog for a week and we don’t want to leave him alone in the apartment. I don’t feel like going for groceries alone. And my wife can’t go alone too because I don’t want her to go alone. Or maybe I am too scared to be with the dog alone.
