Near-Death Experiences! I actually shopped at a Walmart the other day in suburban Montreal. The day before, I bought a kitchen set at a Canadian Tire in the Atwater Shoping Center on St. Catherine Street. I ate an absurd amount of cholesterol-laden foods during my six days in that city. I rented a mini-van and drove my kids around as if I was a suburban Soccer Mom. I sent both my kids off to college and am now an empty nester. I received a subscription offer for the AARP's magazine. I've been personally mentioned, as has our company, several times in the media over the past few weeks. Be it The New York Times, Time Magazine, Matt Kramer's syndicated column and a "portrait" in Gastronomica magazine. Death can't be far behind when the Tributes start coming your way. On a bright side, our first shipment of Radikon just arrived in New York!
The only thing that matters is that we don't have to look at that picture of the multi-gazillionaire anymore. C'mon, Joe, don't be such a stranger!
actually, I would argue that death can't be far away when the muses stop singing.
rock on bro!!!
i still think we should buy pluto. who owns it now? the sheriff
You need to chill.
I tried chilling at the Walmart at the Lasalle shopping center.
Unfortunately, I was plagued by guilt.
My chilling was coming at the expense of the Chinese and third-world workers who get paid nothing to manufacture all the junk they sell for next-to-nothing at the Walmart.
What's wrong with being a soccer mom?
where to begin with those drawbacks, stereotype...
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