yummy yummu doo, yummy yummy doo

This reminds me of Costco trips with my family. You walk around a large dark space with cramped shelves collecting valuable items, someone gets to ride in the cart, and the dead resurrect at the extraction point/food court.

The giant golden p**p has so many possible symbolisms. A scathing commentary on fine dining, or on how we assign arbitrary value to objects. Yeah, this was a modern art museum.

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Serve her? I barely knew her