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23rd August 06, 02:44 AM
#6
 Originally Posted by Al G. Sporrano
The new supermarket near our house has an automatic water mister to keep
the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of
distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and witness the
scent of fresh hay.
When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and the
air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.
The veggie department features the smell of fresh buttered corn.
I don't buy toilet paper at that store any more.
:rolleyes:
That sounds like one of the ones down here. They say a man named Walter is the farmer.
I share your feelings! There are placed there I now avoid even more, namely diapers and feminine products .
Otherwise, (in most stores), I have no problem with these products, even kilted.
At the sound and fury, I can't bring myself to do the same .
Last edited by MacWage; 23rd August 06 at 04:22 PM.
Reason: found misspelling that changed verbal intent
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