Today's OneWord: Knockoff

"This isn't an authentic Batman figurine," scowled Grandma. "This is some cheap knockoff. I know this because of the material it's made out of."

The clerk behind the counter turned a very bright shade of pink. I couldn't help smiling. My grandma was one of the smartest, nerdiest people I knew, a woman who was more into superheroes and comics than I could ever be. And now, she had caught a worker trying to sell a lousy plastic disaster as an expensive item.

"I swear," Grandma continued, "this looks like you got it out of a Happy Meal. What are you thinking, young man?"

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