Well I don’t think that they should be.
Why? Why in the hell not? They were last year, and the year before that.
They’re not bulbs. You don’t have a Super Bulb Sunday sale and sell non-bulbs. I’m tired of doing it. It’s misleading.
When in the history of people or sales has a customer been upset about an item being on sale?
I think it happened in Pretty Woman.
Shut up, Rusty, I’m not talking to you.
But Rusty’s point—
Rusty’s point? That something happened in Pretty Woman? That’s actually contrary to your point, I think. Rusty’s point is that people have been upset about sales before. It happened in Pretty Woman, it can happen at a bulb sale. Can and will.
What in the fuck are you even talking ab—
Tulips.
Tulips what?
Tulips are on sale. Tulips are amazing. And they’re bulbs. Tulips are on sale. All day. All bulbs are.
Yes but—
Do you even know what a bulb is?
Do I know what a bulb is?
Yes do you know what a bulb is.
Like the definition?
He wants you to define a bulb, I think.
Rusty, shut your mouth. A bulb is any plant that stores its complete life cycle in an underground storage structure.
So a bulb is my Uncle Donald, then. Who lives in my grandmother’s basement.
Ha!
Quiet, Rusty. What? Who is your Uncle—
I’m saying. People come to shop at a sale at Jefferson Florist because they like plants and flowers and shit like that. Not because they can fucking define bulb during an argument.
But so you admit it. And you’ll agree. And daffodils, too. Daffodils are of course on sale. And lilies.
I want the tuber of potato, then, too. Just give me that. Tuber of potato is on sale too.
Fine. But if I see Dr. Revalto from the university, I’m selling them to her for full price. She’ll be insulted paying sale price for a fake bulb.
You should just ask her out already, dad.
Rusty, I’m going to cut off your cable. Get back down in the basement and clean up your room.
Yeah, you goddamned bulb.
You just compromised on a tuber and yet somehow I’m the asshole.
