Bakery, Deli, Produce store
These are foreign words in the land of the parking lots. What is that, they are sections of the grocery store, aren't they? That's the thing that most of the smog drivers do not understand. The one question always asked is how do you get food? It's actually really fucking funny to listen to that innaneness. Most people do not have a clue of walking at all, except to and fro the fucking smog machine over the natural conrete needed for their steel prison. Ain't that nice. So things like walking to the store are a foreign concept, well they probably are too in Hongcouver, but that's a completely different story of the state of affairs of Mr. Marshmellow Harper land for a year or so anyways. And the customer service you get waiting in line is of course fucking eh. The reason you go to the one mega store, with the square miles of parking lot is to save time. Well at least I think that's the rationale of the suburban existence. Drive to hopefully as close as I can get to the front door, of whatever store it is, because the entry is off the street. Its only an eighth of a mile away. But that point is completely irrelevant. But I cannot state that perspective since I don't really know about it. Actually growing up in Surrey, I had to feed Mr. China before he was chinese, since I was going to university and he was working and living at home. (That's royally pathetic in a different manner, but I could go on that. But this ranting is more so for the fuckedupness of the 'neccessity' of that 'smog machine' or car.) I went to the Dell like my mom, not the bar but Buy Low and the Chinaman deli. So I was already half way there. Plus she went early in the morning, so the bakery was fresh still and no line up. Not like pretty well anytime I've gone to that nightmare called the SuperStore. That place is scary as hell. At least it ain't as cavernous as a Costco or Home Depot. At least Home Depot has got the sawdust smell around in some places.
Last weekend I went for a walk to get food. (This band is home grown, I'm not from Hong Kong.. not from Hong Kong) I walked about 20 blocks or so and made four stops. First one London Drugs past Nanamio, about the only time I go that far unless there's a concert at the PNE or I have to go to Surrey. Then Freybe. The local bakery was next. Had to wait in line like 5 minutes if that in total. Spent lots of money too, probably like $70 which ain't bad for me, considering I generally buy booze. But it took an hour. Of course I had to carry it. Ahhhh moooo ain't that like a chore. Plus it was raining out, more like a drizzle, but I had a hat and hood. (Like the idiots walking around with their umbrellas in the sunny afternoon. Almost as bad as an idiot riding a bike with an iPod, well actually alot worse.) But it took less than an hour. Not bad at all. Plus I wasn't even going fast walking speed. Enjoying the walk with a Pepsi there and back from Hastings up to Grandview Park. Plus some Billy inhale action too.
Like Mr. China, he's just fucked up in so many fucking ways it ain't funny. Like for one he's happy to be a Hongcouver special, with a stupid as fuck so-called wife that doesn't understand well basically anything that is Canadian, or really english. Plus it never shuts up, sorta like Stinkboy. Wow, say something fucking of use, otherwise like WTF is going on. Or is it like fucking sleep time. I'ld rather sleep than get the unneccessary headache of having to deal with some idiot that don't understand. He's said lotsa stupid things. First one is almost the worst. STANLEY PARK should be cut down for condos. Evidently he's never lived in a concrete jungle. The suburbs don't count, eventhough the ground is concrete everywhere basically. You need parks in the city, without the parking lot to enjoy it. That is totally counterintuitive. Need a smog machine to go see nature. But then again, that's what has perpetuated the expansion outward to the wastelands in the smog belt past the Port Mann bridge. But coming back to food, he's like I can't carry milk that far. Well if you live a mile away from a store, you most likely don't live in a city of any sorts. Well maybe by name, but then again Names mean shit. As Slipknot says People equal shit. Its what you do that matters. And if it ain't predictable in any manner, then why are you alive if you aren't 12. Otherwise you are acting like a pathetic little shit kid that thinks they know everything. Like blow me and bend over so I can fuck you up the ass. You can't get pregnant that way anyways. Or at least that's the story morning glory.
Then my cousin and old man. Fuck old man, take a look at me now, I'm a lot like you were. But they love Costco. I don't know why. Well my cousin has kids, so she can get crates of juice cheap. My old man likes the cheap gas. But then they complain about the shitty service. (NS exlax its disposable workers as is the merchandise you are buying. Good luck finding a career Costco person that started on the floor, sorta like McUpchucks). The other thing is the long lines and having to wait. The funny part is the mention of the outside of the nipple of the store of the land is never mentioned. Its like a foregone conclusion. My cousin went downtown and was bitching about the traffic. Its fucking slow for fuck sakes. Unless its like 2am or you're on one of the main roads. But generally its royally slow in car compared to some Willingdon avenue or number street south of the Fraser. There are these things called pedestrians. Let along the crazy bicyclists and bike couriers. The couriers are there, since parking that 4 sheets of plywood ain't as easy as a half sheet a bike takes up if that. Plus parking is free.
This dude at work, keeps on going at me how do you survive. Lest me be an alcholoic and shite. that' calories right there. And its only a block away. But he keeps on going about the grocery store. It gets me going, how ignorant these self imposed jailers are. Its just too odd.
A thing that I love is reading the Surrey Leader. Fuck the mentality out there is a little out there, I guess the nice 'fresh' air plus all the currie in the air makes the situation so. But if that's what you live in then that's the way everything else is, is a rather moronic conclusion. Its not like you go to Brooklyn and go visit the original Levittown. You go to Manhatten. The city is where the shit is. Not some outpost of the non-existent train station. But hey there are trees here. Then they complain about them being cut down so more idiots can move into the new culdesac without any sidewalks. Why need sidewalks for kids, fuck that drive everything. Walking is a foreing word out there. LIke some stupid old lady wrote in a letter. She said that's sad some other idiot is jaywalking from the townhouses to the mall at 64th and Scott Road. Same place where that dude got killed. She's like stating they should walk to the corner and then cross after walking 1/2 out of the way to get to and fro the intersection. Evidently she's fukcing clueless.
That's nice. Why do I have to have pity on you if you're a fucking retard. Nein Danke. That's royally fucked up. Since you can't relate its bad. But then again some would call me a bigot xenophobe since I don't like or really ever deal with foreigners. Why bother giving myself a headahce. That seems completely normal. As in most people decide where they go. That says alot about your so-called 'perceptions' of reality. Tons.
The 4 stores I frequent the most are all within a block away. Of course I live in an apartment. If you have a house and don't have a grow show you have issues too. But they are all within a block. Like going to find the car parked on the street is further than most stores. That is of course when I had a company vehicle the few times. No more with that shit, plus I can drive a stick too. If you can't and did your test in some other language than what's on the money then get back on the boat. the 4 stores I frequent, well actually a few restaurants and convience stores.
1. Liquor store
2. Bakery
3. Produce Store
4. Deli / meat store
5. Pizza
6. Avanti's on Sundays
After all booze is what makes my life go. But then again I would hasten to say that 90% of the population is addicted to gas but don't even think of it. Wow that's nice.
But not in the Indian huffing way, that would definitely be better.
These are foreign words in the land of the parking lots. What is that, they are sections of the grocery store, aren't they? That's the thing that most of the smog drivers do not understand. The one question always asked is how do you get food? It's actually really fucking funny to listen to that innaneness. Most people do not have a clue of walking at all, except to and fro the fucking smog machine over the natural conrete needed for their steel prison. Ain't that nice. So things like walking to the store are a foreign concept, well they probably are too in Hongcouver, but that's a completely different story of the state of affairs of Mr. Marshmellow Harper land for a year or so anyways. And the customer service you get waiting in line is of course fucking eh. The reason you go to the one mega store, with the square miles of parking lot is to save time. Well at least I think that's the rationale of the suburban existence. Drive to hopefully as close as I can get to the front door, of whatever store it is, because the entry is off the street. Its only an eighth of a mile away. But that point is completely irrelevant. But I cannot state that perspective since I don't really know about it. Actually growing up in Surrey, I had to feed Mr. China before he was chinese, since I was going to university and he was working and living at home. (That's royally pathetic in a different manner, but I could go on that. But this ranting is more so for the fuckedupness of the 'neccessity' of that 'smog machine' or car.) I went to the Dell like my mom, not the bar but Buy Low and the Chinaman deli. So I was already half way there. Plus she went early in the morning, so the bakery was fresh still and no line up. Not like pretty well anytime I've gone to that nightmare called the SuperStore. That place is scary as hell. At least it ain't as cavernous as a Costco or Home Depot. At least Home Depot has got the sawdust smell around in some places.
Last weekend I went for a walk to get food. (This band is home grown, I'm not from Hong Kong.. not from Hong Kong) I walked about 20 blocks or so and made four stops. First one London Drugs past Nanamio, about the only time I go that far unless there's a concert at the PNE or I have to go to Surrey. Then Freybe. The local bakery was next. Had to wait in line like 5 minutes if that in total. Spent lots of money too, probably like $70 which ain't bad for me, considering I generally buy booze. But it took an hour. Of course I had to carry it. Ahhhh moooo ain't that like a chore. Plus it was raining out, more like a drizzle, but I had a hat and hood. (Like the idiots walking around with their umbrellas in the sunny afternoon. Almost as bad as an idiot riding a bike with an iPod, well actually alot worse.) But it took less than an hour. Not bad at all. Plus I wasn't even going fast walking speed. Enjoying the walk with a Pepsi there and back from Hastings up to Grandview Park. Plus some Billy inhale action too.
Like Mr. China, he's just fucked up in so many fucking ways it ain't funny. Like for one he's happy to be a Hongcouver special, with a stupid as fuck so-called wife that doesn't understand well basically anything that is Canadian, or really english. Plus it never shuts up, sorta like Stinkboy. Wow, say something fucking of use, otherwise like WTF is going on. Or is it like fucking sleep time. I'ld rather sleep than get the unneccessary headache of having to deal with some idiot that don't understand. He's said lotsa stupid things. First one is almost the worst. STANLEY PARK should be cut down for condos. Evidently he's never lived in a concrete jungle. The suburbs don't count, eventhough the ground is concrete everywhere basically. You need parks in the city, without the parking lot to enjoy it. That is totally counterintuitive. Need a smog machine to go see nature. But then again, that's what has perpetuated the expansion outward to the wastelands in the smog belt past the Port Mann bridge. But coming back to food, he's like I can't carry milk that far. Well if you live a mile away from a store, you most likely don't live in a city of any sorts. Well maybe by name, but then again Names mean shit. As Slipknot says People equal shit. Its what you do that matters. And if it ain't predictable in any manner, then why are you alive if you aren't 12. Otherwise you are acting like a pathetic little shit kid that thinks they know everything. Like blow me and bend over so I can fuck you up the ass. You can't get pregnant that way anyways. Or at least that's the story morning glory.
Then my cousin and old man. Fuck old man, take a look at me now, I'm a lot like you were. But they love Costco. I don't know why. Well my cousin has kids, so she can get crates of juice cheap. My old man likes the cheap gas. But then they complain about the shitty service. (NS exlax its disposable workers as is the merchandise you are buying. Good luck finding a career Costco person that started on the floor, sorta like McUpchucks). The other thing is the long lines and having to wait. The funny part is the mention of the outside of the nipple of the store of the land is never mentioned. Its like a foregone conclusion. My cousin went downtown and was bitching about the traffic. Its fucking slow for fuck sakes. Unless its like 2am or you're on one of the main roads. But generally its royally slow in car compared to some Willingdon avenue or number street south of the Fraser. There are these things called pedestrians. Let along the crazy bicyclists and bike couriers. The couriers are there, since parking that 4 sheets of plywood ain't as easy as a half sheet a bike takes up if that. Plus parking is free.
This dude at work, keeps on going at me how do you survive. Lest me be an alcholoic and shite. that' calories right there. And its only a block away. But he keeps on going about the grocery store. It gets me going, how ignorant these self imposed jailers are. Its just too odd.
A thing that I love is reading the Surrey Leader. Fuck the mentality out there is a little out there, I guess the nice 'fresh' air plus all the currie in the air makes the situation so. But if that's what you live in then that's the way everything else is, is a rather moronic conclusion. Its not like you go to Brooklyn and go visit the original Levittown. You go to Manhatten. The city is where the shit is. Not some outpost of the non-existent train station. But hey there are trees here. Then they complain about them being cut down so more idiots can move into the new culdesac without any sidewalks. Why need sidewalks for kids, fuck that drive everything. Walking is a foreing word out there. LIke some stupid old lady wrote in a letter. She said that's sad some other idiot is jaywalking from the townhouses to the mall at 64th and Scott Road. Same place where that dude got killed. She's like stating they should walk to the corner and then cross after walking 1/2 out of the way to get to and fro the intersection. Evidently she's fukcing clueless.
That's nice. Why do I have to have pity on you if you're a fucking retard. Nein Danke. That's royally fucked up. Since you can't relate its bad. But then again some would call me a bigot xenophobe since I don't like or really ever deal with foreigners. Why bother giving myself a headahce. That seems completely normal. As in most people decide where they go. That says alot about your so-called 'perceptions' of reality. Tons.
The 4 stores I frequent the most are all within a block away. Of course I live in an apartment. If you have a house and don't have a grow show you have issues too. But they are all within a block. Like going to find the car parked on the street is further than most stores. That is of course when I had a company vehicle the few times. No more with that shit, plus I can drive a stick too. If you can't and did your test in some other language than what's on the money then get back on the boat. the 4 stores I frequent, well actually a few restaurants and convience stores.
1. Liquor store
2. Bakery
3. Produce Store
4. Deli / meat store
5. Pizza
6. Avanti's on Sundays
After all booze is what makes my life go. But then again I would hasten to say that 90% of the population is addicted to gas but don't even think of it. Wow that's nice.
But not in the Indian huffing way, that would definitely be better.
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