^When I used to actually go into stores, I liked to watch what people with a small order had.
A friend and I went to a convenience store on Ft. Jackson one evening and got behind a guy who set his items on the conveyor belt. He had a six pack of beer or maybe wine coolers (they were in glass bottles), a box of large trash bags, and a box of Ex-Lax.
I leaned back toward Carol and whispered that I was glad I wasn't invited to that party.
A friend and I went to a convenience store on Ft. Jackson one evening and got behind a guy who set his items on the conveyor belt. He had a six pack of beer or maybe wine coolers (they were in glass bottles), a box of large trash bags, and a box of Ex-Lax.
I leaned back toward Carol and whispered that I was glad I wasn't invited to that party.
I'm your huckleberry.
