The very definition of irony

I was sitting inside of Ruby in the SuperT parking lot talking on the phone to FFJ about Rock of Love. As we talked I watched a tiny brunette woman, Coach purse in the crook of her elbow, Starbucks cup clutched in her hand roll her cart to the back of her Hummer. She popped open the back door of the Hummer and unloaded her groceries. They were all packed into some sort of reusable hemp shopping bags. Somehow I don’t think it’s an even trade off, but nice try, eh?

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