What will you have?
The usual please.
The usual grilled chicken, no onion. The usual t-shirt, no jewelry. The usual back road, no freeway. The usual coffee, no tea.
The usual row and seat on the right. The usual parking space, toward the back. The usual radio program, at 10. The usual family petition in the rocker.
The usual Monday, the usual people, the usual tasks. No turns, or unexpecteds, or try-this's.
I'll have the usual please. With a side of joy. Don't overcook the meat. I had to chew tough meat last time. I prefer the usuals. The usuals sound good and go down good...
Usually.
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