About a week or so ago Nicolle requested breakfast from the Shell by where we live. She also requested I get her a chocolate milk.
Teasing her, I said "the Shell is out of chocolate milk. Not just that, they're out of all milk all together." I was joking, of course. Who runs out of milk?
I went to the Shell to get her breakfast (which is pretty good, actually). Then I went over to get her milk.
There wasn't any. No chocolate, no white milk. I looked more closely.
There, turned on its side, was one remaining chocolate milk.
It was Promised Land chocolate milk.
It was out of date and had been left behind, apparently. So they gave it to me for free.
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