Pencil Logic

Brandishing a buy like a silver dagger, eschewing it with pride.
"How much you get it for?"
"I think it was around ten dollars."
"You got ripped off. I've seen it for three."
"Mmm."
"Fix this gasket, will ya?"
"Why?"
"It's broken."
And on that overlook that overlooked, they watched the city and muttered at the streets. The streets were, of course, being rained upon. It was a typical but glorious winter day.
"I can't sympathise with that."
"Mmm?"
"Those cars goin' places, you know?"
"Mmm."
"Nowhere, really."
"Yep."

And on went the world.