I think I may have seen one of you guys at the grocery store.
> be me
> be at supermarket
> old, graying lady comes in
> followed around by taller, fatter guy in black fedora who is too young to be her husband
earlier this week, thursday i believe
if this described you and your mother, please step forward
t'was me my fellow poster
Fuck you my mom always buys those shitty off brand chicken tenders and I have to keep repeating to her when she goes to the store to get name brand. Then she comes home and does it again.
So now I have to go with her to make sure she gets the good ones