I miss Carolyn.
A: I don't understand this grocery store. How can they not have any cream cheese? ...Wait, why am I in this section of the grocery store looking for cream cheese?
C: Where *are* you?
A: I'm in the world's most yuppified Loblows' grocery store.
C: No, I mean, where in the store are you?
A: Oh. I'm in the cheese section.
C: It should be there, look between the butter and the sour cream.
A: No, I'm in the *fancy* cheese section.
C: Oh, the *fancy* cheese section. No, you don't want that. Go to the shredded cheese section.
C: Ooooh, Pop-Tarts! You should get Pop-Tarts, they're good for you!
A: No they aren't, you liar!
C: They're good for your *morale*.
C: Where *are* you?
A: I'm in the world's most yuppified Loblows' grocery store.
C: No, I mean, where in the store are you?
A: Oh. I'm in the cheese section.
C: It should be there, look between the butter and the sour cream.
A: No, I'm in the *fancy* cheese section.
C: Oh, the *fancy* cheese section. No, you don't want that. Go to the shredded cheese section.
C: Ooooh, Pop-Tarts! You should get Pop-Tarts, they're good for you!
A: No they aren't, you liar!
C: They're good for your *morale*.
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