Shopping

My mom took me shopping today, because she doesn't trust me driving on icy roads.

But I'm glad that she's open minded, or it would have been boring. She needed some straws, so I went looking down the picnic aisle. Sucessful in my mission, I brought a pack 120 back to my mom.

Still, I had found another reason I hated [the store we went to.] "I didn't get the 60 straight straws," I informed my mother, probably louder than she would have liked. "They shouldn't be allowed to flaunt their sexuality like that!"