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Who gets to go to the butcher?

Two brothers kept competing to run errands. When their mother needed meat, the younger one declared himself the expert.

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Comedian Date from Sandwichman (サンドウィッチマン伊達) remembers competing with his younger brother over errands.

The meat expert

When I was in second or third grade, I really wanted to run errands. You know: “I can go on my own now!”

My brother, who’s two years younger, and I would fight over who got to go. Every time.

This time, Mom was making meat patties and wanted us to buy ground meat—hiki-niku in Japanese.

My brother was all, “Meat? That’s my thing. I’m the meat expert.”

So off he went to the butcher. But he just wasn’t coming back.

Then the butcher called.

“Your younger brother’s here, and he keeps insisting on 500 grams of kin-niku—muscle. He won’t take no for an answer. I’m guessing hiki-niku, ground meat, is what you wanted?”

Three figures against red-and-white radiating marks: one in a yellow-and-navy striped shirt with an open mouth, another raising a yellow object, and a third laughing.

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