This evening in the dairy section of HEB, there were three rotund individuals discussing their preferred routes through the grocery store, what end they preferred to start and end their shopping journeys, and the direction by which they preferred to traverse the aisles. Their voices were those of the slow, dimwitted, and most likely inbred. Due to their girth, they were very much in my way. And for a moment, just a moment, I hated them.
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