The Lewd Angel

me so corney

I am making corn on the cob for supper tonight.
I feel like a real live grown up wow look at me feeding myself.

I have a new group of people that I hate. They are the people who fucking husk all the corn in the grocery store in front of the no husking the corn sign. If I worked in the produce section it would drive me CRAAAZZZYYYY. I would be constanty volounteering for corn patrol, like I'd come in and be OK guys I'm going on corn patrol and they'd be all what the fuck is that? because they wouldn't care about the corn but they'd let me just hang around and be all HEY! HEY! NO HUSKING! cus they wouldn't want to hang out with me.

Thanks assholes, now I get to root thru a bunch of garbagey leaf dirt crap with little bugs flying all around me to find the corns that arent all dried up cus you opened them and then decided not to purchase because obviously that is just average corn and you are hunting for like, corn made of gold or diamonds on the cob, I dunno. Hey p.s. did you know that corn on the cob is 4 for ONE dollar? seriously just pick out some corns and take your chances. If you can't afford to play the cob lottery then get back to food basics where you belong.

Also, at the grocery store there was this woman and she was all mad fighting with the staff and she was trying to do some kind of protest of one because she had her cart all sideways and was blocking this aisle and not letting people pass by and she was yelling I SPEND MY MONEY HERE. I dont know what she was mad about. I had my corns all picked out in a bag and I had to get by her to go pay for them. I really wanted to take her down with my corn like surprise three cobs right to the side of your face but instead I just kinda snuck past her and gave the staff she was yelling at that sympathy face that you give to workers who are dealing to crazy people.

Ugh I just ate too much.

I think I might start writing imaginary stories about stuff happening in the produce section.

peace out.
I'm on vacation.