Look sista, I was on the right side of the aisle which is consistant with the way we drive. I am not the one trying to pass in a no passing zone. I’m the one putting stuff in my cart. Why not ask the “Steak Marinade” to not stand in the way, instead of getting all pissy with the Pasta Girl. I hope some of Newman’s Old spills all over your smexy pants.
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