Nothing good happens in supermarkets. They are a necessary evil driven by Maslov's hierarchy of needs. Or in my case, hierarchy of don't need, but they're three for two and I haven't eaten since breakfast and it's three in the afternoon and a pencil-thin stick of heavily spiced, mechanically recovered meat product might just hit the spot and it can't possibly be worse than those bacon flavoured granola bars last week, I guess, so what the he--
"Hey," I said, looking up from the candy stand cyn...
Published on March 07, 2010 07:03