Lost in the supermarket






















Clash references aside, I hope this to be an at least partly sympathetic portrayl of someone who is honestly lost in the supermarket; whose life options seem to have become reduced to which enormous bag of chips to chose.

I find taking photographs of badly dressed and overweight people at Wal-Mart (or whatever) from behind and posting them on the internet to be a mean and sneaky thing to do. Adding snarky (though not especially bright) comments to such photographs is, well, a comment in itself.

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