That Thing About the Chinese

Took my first bath of the week this morning. Watched some Skins (UK version). It's Wednesday. I'm feeling right.

I step out to get a can of spaghetti and meatballs at the chinese. A cute chinese baby is lying down on the counter, steering at me cheerfully as I walk in. But really, she's smiling because they're cleaning her filth on the grocery counter. That's the same counter we (me and Smeagol) buy Happy Cow cheese from, where they slice Happy Cow!

I get home and have my small meal, in search of solace, with only one thing in mind—culture my ass!