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Love is $.45/pound
Dear Produce Girl from Publix:
I’ve watched you stock tomatoes and bananas ever since I was in the 8th grade. You must have been in high school then. You had short reddish hair and wore thick-rimmed glasses. You were really, really good looking.
But a month ago, which was the last time I saw you, you had gotten contacts and bleached your hair. Im not saying that you didn’t look good, but I am saying that the Produce Girl of yesteryear had something that today’s Produce Girl doesn’t. And maybe I expressed this opinion a little too openly the last time I was buying a bag of potatoes, because I haven’t seen you since.
Produce Girl, I’m sorry if I offended you. Please, come back to your little corner of my neighborhood supermarket so I can fondle you with my eyes.
Love,
Casey
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Sincerely,
A random chick named Amber
get a girlfriend…
Casey, what are you thinking? Fondling the girl with your eyes? You can do better than that. Next time you see her, walk right up to her and slap that ass. And then fondle her right in the middle of the grocery store. She’ll never forget you then. Nothing but good could possibly come of those actions.
casey i think you are super absou69