Today's Suggested Topics: Kraft Macaroni & Cheese, the number 47, and the tug boat noise
Qorvic set his 12 grocery bags down onto the counter.
He had pretty much lost all feeling in both flippers as he was self-admittedly pretty damn lazy and to make just one trip in from the car was both a success and a miracle considering all he bought that day. It was cold out, just like it was everyday in this frozen hell of a tundra he called home, and God so help him if he was going to go back and forth from the car 47 times juggling keys and bags and various locked doors and keypad codes because he lived in a secure building.
As he started to unpack he reached in and saw he only had two boxes of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese...
(<-- You know you want to buy it. Its a 15 pack, you can't beat that price.)
"Son of a bitch!" he said aloud. He KNEW he had grabbed 4...
"That idiot grocery bagger must have left two on the counter! Dammit! How hard is your job!?"
As he continued to unpack, he got to bag #11, reached in, grabbed a jar of pickles and promptly dropped it on his flippered tail.
NEVER HAD HE FELT SUCH PAIN IN HIS LIFE!!!!!!!!!
The searing pain shot up into his bloated seal body like a bolt of lightning. He clutched the counter, certain he was going to lose consciousness. And then he did.
7-15 minutes later Qorvic awoke, and looked around his kitchen. His flipper still throbbed but he was able to roll over and flop back up to the counter to continue putting away his items.
That's when he got to bag #12. And lo and behold what did he find?
The other two boxes of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese!!!!!!!!!! ***waaaaa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa***
Oh Qorviq... when will you learn!?!?
STAY TUNED!!!! SOMETHING ELSE MAY OR MAY NOT HAPPEN THAT WILL EITHER BE MORE OR LESS EVENTFUL THAN TODAY'S EVENTS!!!!