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Shopping Trip
Remember me writing about Double Dollar Corner, the intersection about three quarters of a mile northwest of my apartment with the Dollar Tree and the Dollar General? I missed one. I went over to the Save-A-Lot on that corner today and realized that, directly next and in the same building, is a Family Dollar. The trifecta is complete; it's Triple Dollar Corner, the mecca of my recurring hajj in search of cheap-ass food.
I bought a couple bags of treats (chocolate eyeballs and Sixlets) to stock the pretty fabric bag (a gift from Lisa, originally filled with Cadbury Eggs) that I keep behind the wooden "Relax" sign (a gift from my dad that I refer to frequently) that I keep on top of my 'fridge. The two expressions of care fit well together.
I bought a couple bags of treats (chocolate eyeballs and Sixlets) to stock the pretty fabric bag (a gift from Lisa, originally filled with Cadbury Eggs) that I keep behind the wooden "Relax" sign (a gift from my dad that I refer to frequently) that I keep on top of my 'fridge. The two expressions of care fit well together.