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Alright so I went to the grocery store with my father and I was just following him around while he was switching directions every other second while he got some fruit. I who was just totally delirious and in a little hallucination had my eyes on these cookies. It happened so slowy...try picturing this slow motion. As I was moving even more farther away from the cookies while trying to keep up with my father and his pineapples...I smashed then fell into a strangers cart head first with my body mangled up in this hard and painful metal and cheese. I lifted my head and it was this old espanic woman, who said in a sweet loving voice "oo dios mio come estas? awe dear are you okay, you fell into my cart and ruined my fucking fruit! If you watched where you were going maybe my cheese will still be intact! I said yes, yes I'm sorry I'm so sry. Then she started to do a prayer. I was just like holy fuck get me out of here. So I ran to my father, and there he was with his pineapples.... and the cookies I was staring at.