Tuesday, February 01, 2005

And we call this stage of life "old".

You decide to get yourself a treat at the Wal-Mart because, by golly, you deserve it. After much deliberation, you decide your treat will come from the cereal aisle. Because all good things come from the cereal aisle. You notice that your sister has come to the same conclusion - that cereal is the treat du jour.

You notice she has a box of Shredded Wheat in her cart.

You have Raisin Bran.

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