Princess MoMo

For some reason, it seems like we’re always in need of milk at the house.  So, I stopped by Shoprite to pick up some.  To my surprise, the parking lot was packed. I thought to myself, “WTF is this bullshit? It’s Thursday night in Bumblefuck, NJ…why is everyone at Shoprite?”

Then I remembered that there’s this Hurricane warning nonsense.  Naturally, everyone has to stock up as if the world is going to end….because if it ended, it would be of critical importance to have 203948320 bags of bread, 45609453 batteries, 98343345 gallons of milk, 30030453 roasted chickens, 345032 eggs, etc.  Luckily, I was able to acquire the one gallon of milk I had quested to get.  When I arrived at the check out line, I noticed that Shoprite had decorated for this grocery shopping party fest that was going on.  Hence, I snapped these pictures for your viewing pleasure.