GROCERY STORE OF THE DAMNED

In the front of the store (the section that might as well be labelled "Please steal this shit because we can't get rid of it any other way"): An improbably large number of 16-ounce jars of "pickled herring in sour cream." I say 'improbably large' because the sheer fact that there is more than, say, one of these in existence flummoxes me.

Inspected, then replaced on the shelf: a small tub of Kozy Shack rice pudding. I loves me some Kozy Shack pudding, but I don't loves this:

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In the pasta aisle: "Meat Flavored Spaghetti Sauce." Ponder that for a moment. Meat. Flavored.