Every Friday, the local Holiday gas station has a half-price Friday on all of their fountain pops. For those of you not from Michigan, pop = soda. There's nothing like a cherry Diet Mountain Dew. Multiply that by 54 ounces, and you've got the makings of a very good evening (plus several trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night).
I don't know if I'm going to buy a pop for myself. I just like the idea that I can get 54 ounces of liquid paradise for less than a dollar. It's comforting. Like the idea of guardian angels and Hillary Clinton running for President.
Maybe before I put my PJs on tonight, I may stop by the Holiday and pony up 75 cents.
It will make Saint Marty very happy. And a little wired.
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