When I went to the grocery store a couple of weeks ago, I literally put my hands on my hips when I saw the prices of four razors. Were prices for the Gillette brand always this high? After making several trips to other stores including Wal Mart, I found the same outrageous prices.

Instead of purchasing the razors, I waited. I thought maybe prices would go down, or perhaps that Gabe would purchase some and I could steal his. Neither of the two happened.

I stood in the aisle at Albertsons pondering my options. In one hand, the Mach3 Razors and the cheaply made plastic bic razor horrors in the other, I weighed my options. I could either spend more money for the nice shave, or go on strike against Gillette and choose to bleed every morning.

I’m bleeding. I never thought I was such a cheap bastard

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