I'm off to the supermarket to get some groceries. I might hit the food court beforehand to have some breakfast(/lunch - I slept in).

Anyone want anything?

Three papayas, perfectly ripened; a currywurst; and...hmmm....a pint of Norwegian mead, served from the skull of a freshly-killed Yeti.
And maybe a Shasta.
Thanks!

I got canned chicken...

Lots of canned chicken...

That's it. You are no longer my personal shopper.