Dear Guy In Front Of Me At The Supermarket…

Dear Guy In Front Of Me At The Supermarket:

I know you were enthralled with the latest issue of The National Enquirer and couldn’t be bothered to move so I could put all my groceries on the conveyer belt, but next time I’m going to open up my jar of pickles (bread & butter – delicious) and dump it on your head.

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