Sunday, December 7, 2025

Three happenings on a late summer / early fall trip to the local supermarket:

1) A takeout rice box is sitting thrown away near a local free food pantry, with long strands of human hair curling out of it, and a crumpled-up napkin sitting inside its middle.

2) The double-scoop ice cream cone from the ice cream shop on the way home looks good, but the bottom scoop turns out to be mis-scooped, as it is standard chocolate chip, and not the mint-chip that I ordered.

3) A large squirrel is dead in the street with flies around its mouth, which appears to lack teeth, but is rather just this anus-like gush of red as if its palate had extruded outward through its mouth.

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