More short stores
Tomorrow, it would be Deidre’s turn to disappear. At least, that’s how she thought of it. She would be among the next six thousand souls to spend a year in hibernation to help conserve food, water, and other resources aboard the generation ship Humanity.
Vivian Morris was enjoying some Trader Joe’s Organic chicken nuggets when she noticed that the honey mustard she used as a dipping sauce tasted off. She checked the label, only to find that it actually read “Horny Mustard.”
Ned grumbled. His stomach and the livestock grumbled with him. It was past their feeding and grooming time, and he’d rushed from his bed to care for them.
“Come on in folks. In the market for anything in particular? Just out browsing on this brilliant Saturday afternoon? Very good. Feel free to look around, and let me know how I can help.”