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I admire a sick sense of humor.

Last night, My Wife and I went grocery shopping, because The Boy comes home from college in two days and we are woefully short on Food That Can Be Hoovered While Watching TV.

Going down the bread aisle, I noticed that some local bakery has come out with special breads named for California attributes:

Russian River Potato
Golden State Multi-Grain A tribute to diversity, I guess
Sierra Seven-Grain

But my favorite has to be

San Andreas Cracked Wheat If you don't get it, you're Not From Around Here.

I was hoping to find a holiday bread,

Castro Fruit and Nut but no luck.

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leadsporkofdoom
Dec. 5th, 2007 07:53 pm (UTC)
*giggles maniacally*

I love it. Both their's and yours.
leadsporkofdoom
Dec. 5th, 2007 07:53 pm (UTC)
their's?
Wow, english much?
deckardcanine
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:08 pm (UTC)
leadsporkofdoom
Dec. 5th, 2007 11:26 pm (UTC)
:: sheepish :: I don't have a devart account, so I'll take your word for it.
deckardcanine
Dec. 6th, 2007 04:59 pm (UTC)
Oh, I see: Its content makes it the only artwork in the account that requires a registration giving your age.

It shows the sentence, "The dog is their's." The last word is crying "Raep!" while the apostrophe is making sex noises.

sleepyjohn00
Dec. 6th, 2007 04:01 am (UTC)
Nee meither. Sorry, Deckard.
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