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  • BearsWiin
    BearsWiin Member Posts: 5,076
  • MikeDamone
    MikeDamone Member Posts: 37,781

    People are getting killed in Chicago?

    I saw something about it but maybe fake news?
  • RaceBannon
    RaceBannon Member, Moderator, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 115,531 Founders Club
    I pulled it off once again at the grocery store again today.

    I go up by the checker while my wife unloads the basket. The checker takes a bottle of pop and asks me if that's all. I say no. She looks confused then looks at my wife and ooops! Ouch!

    Then the bagger comes up and starts putting all the shit in bags and asks me if I am going to carry it all in my arms. I say I have a cart. He looks confused then looks at my wife by the cart and ooops! Ouch!

    I'm laughing about it as we leave because it happens all the time.

    So no, Damone, we have a long way to go.
  • MikeDamone
    MikeDamone Member Posts: 37,781
    BearsWiin said:

    I pulled it off once again at the grocery store again today.

    I go up by the checker while my wife unloads the basket. The checker takes a bottle of pop and asks me if that's all. I say no. She looks confused then looks at my wife and ooops! Ouch!

    Then the bagger comes up and starts putting all the shit in bags and asks me if I am going to carry it all in my arms. I say I have a cart. He looks confused then looks at my wife by the cart and ooops! Ouch!

    I'm laughing about it as we leave because it happens all the time.

    So no, Damone, we have a long way to go.

    Bottle of pop? Is the jukebox playing "Mr. Sandman" where you live?
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  • Pitchfork51
    Pitchfork51 Member Posts: 27,679

    I pulled it off once again at the grocery store again today.

    I go up by the checker while my wife unloads the basket. The checker takes a bottle of pop and asks me if that's all. I say no. She looks confused then looks at my wife and ooops! Ouch!

    Then the bagger comes up and starts putting all the shit in bags and asks me if I am going to carry it all in my arms. I say I have a cart. He looks confused then looks at my wife by the cart and ooops! Ouch!

    I'm laughing about it as we leave because it happens all the time.

    So no, Damone, we have a long way to go.

    It's just "ouch"

    "Oops" is the response.