When I go to the supermarket I immediately look for the mangled onions isle because I like to see the suffering tears jerkers get a taste of their own medicine. On one Sunday afternoon roaming around in the ketchup row I met Craig Effron. He was holding a shopping list that his wife gave him the other day and looking at it curiously like he couldn't read the handwriting. I went over and asked him what the problem was, maybe he needed some reading lessons or perhaps reading glasses. He said his problem wasn't that he couldn't read, but that he was so confused as to what his wife put in the list. I took a list and his wife must have done some serious drugs when she wrote it because it was in complete jibberish. The thing is all the words were complete, it's just they were all in the wrong order...
To Be Continued...
