Hello all.

It has been a few days since I have posted last. It's okay though, i'm sure no one noticed. And if you did notice then that's great. +1 cookie for you.

Dam, those cookies look good.

So. This weekend I was at publix with my mother. I always drive the cart because I am constantly trying to find ways to show me mother I can be a good driver. I guess it doesn't really help when I fly down isles making sharp turns and sometimes (a good bit of the time) losing control and almost hitting others, and the shelfs. <--- That had noting to do with the story I had planned on telling. So there was this old bag restocking the orange juice ( a personal favorite of mine) and I needed some orange juice. But the kind of orange juice I wanted wasn't there. But I KNEW that the lady had the kind of orange juice I wanted. I didn't want to be like "Hey lady, where my orange juice" because she'd be like "All you young whipper snappers and your orange juice" her teeth would fall out, she'd ask me to hold them for her, etc etc. So I just picked one off the shelf that was similar to the kind I wanted. I slyly looked at the date of when it would spoil and it was like in a week. (Normally it was like a month or two) And the old bag didn't say anything! She was like yet to restock it but she wanted me to buy the old orange juice. What a jerkasarausrex right? So later after she moved over and was restocking some other type of lame juice I ran back up there and switched them out all ninja like. And then I rode off on my shopping cart of justice, really fast like.

The End.