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Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
You can probably do whip-its. Stop off at Kitchen Kapers on the way home.
I used to meander in there in a suit on Friday and pick up three boxes of the old nitrous. The old lady behind the counter was utterly confused. She'd just give me this disapproving look. She knew I was not making whipped cream, but was never really sure what I was up to.
I can almost see her turning and whispering to her co-worker. "I know he's putting those in his anus, Mabel."
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It took me a second to figure out what you were talking about. I think I was distracted by the idea that you would shop at a cutely named store, even for untraditional reasons.
I think I've ranted about this before, but I fucking HATE cutely named shoppes and avoid them on principle. Would it really confuse people if you spelled it Kitchen Capers? It's still alliterative even if you don't fucking spell Capers with a K, dimwitted shoppe owner!!
By the way, is anybody else mistaking Sebby-with-an-avatar for Coltrane?
