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There's just no polite way to say "Buy me things", is there?
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rant is where the heart is
entry for 2001-06-16 (17:50:00)
In which our plucky young hero gets one-upped, tropical style.
So I'm at the grocery store picking up stuff. A two-kilogram bag of rice, 2.5 kilos of flour, a box of shortening, six fresh ripe tomatoes. I think to myself, "Ha ha! I look like such a cook, buying ingredients that I will use to make things from scratch. I bet that everyone around me is impressed that I'm buying raw foodstuffs instead of preprocessed, canned junk, and they're all wondering what I'm planning on making."
And then a guy walked up next to me, and in his basket was a bottle of canola oil, a head of lettuce, and a whole pineapple.
I know, I thought it too: What a goddamn showoff.
But I still can't figure out where the lettuce comes into it.(Browse: previous or next. Notes: post or read.)
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