I was picking up some oral care items at the Dollar Store yesterday (same toothbrushes and toothpaste as anywhere else...for a dollar).
I ducked down an unfamiliar asile to escape an onrushing white trash family with neck tattoos and a cart full of off-brand junk food and pulled up face to face with a huge pyramid of computer mice.
Computer mice for a dollar.
Some stuff just makes you feel old.
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