My grocery list, Roderick?
Hmmm...let's see....
One gallon of milk...cold and white as the driven snow of Antarctica.
Two frozen pizzas...The various toppings mixing in a symbiotic relationship of taste and texture.
One bottle of Sangria...liquid imagination, red as a Montana sunset and sweet as your first real girlfriend.
A dozen eggs...each with the potential to give life or become food in the universe's ultimate irony.
A newspaper...my ancient connection to the ever-dying world of news in print.
A box of fried chicken...crispy golden skin over succulent white meat, both vying for attention from my overstimulated tastebuds.
Oh....
and one quick stop for a tickle flick. 'Nuff said.
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