Among us

Gus wants me to buy normal food like gushers, captain crunch and 7up. He's sick of me buying the "hippie-soy-organic crap" I get all of the time. The thing is I totally understand his place and position. Therein lies the quandary. I do buy more of the type of food that these fellas like than I'd rather, but it will never be enough. He also wants to buy all of his clothes at American Eagle outfitters, the patriotic clothing emporium. When I was in the land of junior high the store was called JP Snodgrass, and I begged my dad to drive me out there so I could get my Levi's at the place that would make me normal. How's that for heartbreaking.