In my desperate driving mission today to secure a wheel of brie for my 5pm wine-time, I overtook at least two cars that advertised they had a Glock on Board (what happy, go lucky people!), sat in two traffic jams, crossed over the freeway median strip when it all became too much, patronised the B-lsit supermarket in vain hope for the Jindi, came out with some dusty cartons of UHT milk instead and came home.
Lesson: learn to love Kraft singles.
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