Last night as we were driving home from dinner, there were several people walking around. One guy had on black pants, a white shirt, and a red vest.
Benjamin said, "Where is that man going?"
I answered, "I don't know, it looks like maybe he's going home from work."
"He looks like a waster," Benjamin replied.
"Do you mean a waiter, like a restaurant?" I asked.
"No a waster. He likes to waste stuff."
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Maybe he's been spending too much time at Purdue football games and he really meant "wastED"
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