Thursday, March 11, 2004 flavor country, always flavor country
Today I went to the corner store where I used to buy cigarettes, back when I was a minor. I knew I was in Virginia, because throughout the whole transaction, the man behind the counter and a couple of other people who were just hanging out were smoking.
The clerk looked at my purchases and said, "It's nacho night!"
It wasn't really nacho night, but I didn't want to disappoint him, so I lied, and I said it was nacho night. posted by Frenz | 3/11/2004 12:30:00 AM
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