Spaztikfingers

Twenty bucks on a jar of chocolates. I must be crazy. And it's a plastic container not a jar. But really, we all know, I can't help it.

Every year it's the same thing. You're pushing your twenty five cent leased cart through your favorite grocery store just to pick up your weekly food groups. That's all you want to do. You know it's only half hour til lunch and that time is shortening quickly once you look at the ladies with the samples proclaiming how wonderful that fried smokie is like it was grilled by god. You wipe the saliva from your chin, grab the cart and a box of dirt burgers and cry yourself into the dairy isle.
Oh why, why do my taste buds not relent??? Why did I choose to go grocery shopping BEFORE lunch!!
Staring at the front right wheel that hitches to the right every four and a half seconds I push my horde into... oh god, no...
I haven't been paying attention. I know it's fall. Okay it's late fall. Yes, that's right Halloween did pass and oh, mmm, turkey dinner so, oh my god, the pumpkin cheese cake...right, thanksgiving dinner - gone. Oh, why, why didn't I have a bigger breakfast? That only leaves one holiday doesn't it? How does it have the capability to sneak every year?????
Where am I? Where do you think I am??
Oh you might think you're strong. What? It's just candy! But can you seriously say you can walk through the Christmas candy isle without wanting to throw yourself on those chocolate-y shelves and make sweet sweet passionate love to Pot of Gold? Beat me with Toblerone!! Oh for the love of god, it can't be helped! What is it they do to Christmas candy??
Oh I hold out for as long as I can but the 3 seconds pass like years and my sweaty hand reaches out like a cry for help. My head bows... it's no use. I wasn't prepared and now I must pay the price. I did try. I know you must understand but the pressure, and then of course, there is the final straw... Quality Street. DAMN YOU!!!!!!

Oh you may have won this year, Quality Street. But I'll be back, and I'll this time ...oh, this time....I'll be ready.

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...ideas only cease when the fear of acknowledging them grows to strong
...oh, and when I miss dinner

Raging_Hopeful

Oh man I laughed my ass off. It created such a good visual and I think its one many can relate to. Everyone knows the Toblerone is where they smuggle the crack!!!

"You wipe the saliva from your chin, grab the cart and a box of dirt burgers and cry yourself into the dairy isle."
That was just beautiful *wipes a tear of laughter away*
Brava, keep writing!!

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sangfroid

In America you have to pay to use a shopping trolley?

Spaztikfingers

Hey Raging Hopeful, glad you liked it. And yeah, that toblerone... almost wanna push it into a vein. Oh crap, Easter's on it's way with that oh so pleasurable white chocolate. ....ohhhh, coat my skin in your creamy goodness...

sangfroid, yeah, over here in Canada, we lease our cart for the grocery journey... don't worry, you get your quarter or loonie back to donate to the local soccer teams waiting there

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...ideas only cease when the fear of acknowledging them grows to strong
...oh, and when I miss dinner

Raging_Hopeful

Wow that's crazy. I never knew that. Haha, here comes Easter AND Valentine's DAY! They're already decorating for it here! Do they do Valentine's day in Canada? *feels like an ignorant American*

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Spaztikfingers

Yeah, we do Valentines. It's kind of like we do it all year becuz we love everybody. It's what makes Canada so cuddly. We're kind of a geological teddy bear... juz don't pull our eyes out.

mmm, maybe i should go to bed...

Take care, Raging

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...ideas only cease when the fear of acknowledging them grows to strong
...oh, and when I miss dinner