The price of brotherhood
Coley and I are hanging out in my room when Monk barrels in and we have this exchange:
Monk: I've gathered all of the Decemberists CDs and I'm going to have a Decemberist-in-July fest in my room!
Coley: Ooh! Let me in!
Monk: (holding out hand) One dollar please.
Me: I'm not sure how I feel about making your brother pay you a dollar to listen to MY cd's
Coley: (hesitating)
Monk: Well, it's in MY room
Coley: (dashing to his room) I will pay you a quarter! (pause) how many quarters are in a dollar?
Monk: Four
Coley: (rummaging around and running out holding a coin up) how many of THESE are in a dollar?
Monk: TEN.
Me: (pretending to ignore them, trying not to laugh)
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They are now in there, listening to the Decemberists. Out of my hair and NOT bickering with each other, which is a bargain at any price!
