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And I don't have a stick of food in the house.
Might have to go to the poison distribution way-more-than-a-dollar store to get something to keep my stomach from defecting, or go mooch a can of something from my neighbor.
Meanwhile, I can take embittered sips of coffee in a particularly harridan-like fashion in my defiance of our pond scum psychopath governor.
pipe up any time....
