shopping

Lyndy and I just bought 80 biscuits. Because they were 10 for $10.... but only if you bought ten cans. Otherwise we would've had to pay $2.19 per can! And we really wanted biscuits. At a good price. So we bought. Eighty. Biscuits.

~The ensuing apartment conversation~

Lyndy: I don't think you've seen the fridge, it looks like we're prepared for a nuclear bomb... if nothing survived a nuclear bomb.. but biscuits?? {We later dubbed this event, the Biscopalypse.} 

Me: WE ARE SO PREPARED. We're just getting started on our year's supply of food!! Follow the prophet, yo :) :)

Lyndy: If only we had bought TWENTY DOLLARS of biscuits we prolly coulda lasted til spring semester..

Me: Yeah but then they would have expired!!! This way, we've got until Christmas :) :)

Lyndy: Too true... after thanksgiving we'll stock up again.

Alannah: Why do I have a feeling that if there was a nuclear bomb, you wouldn't share your biscuits with me?

Me: WE WOULD NOT SHARE.

Lyndy: Maybe you'll think twice when we offer to split a 10 for 10 deal, Alannah..

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2/14/11 EDIT: We now all hate biscuits. The smell makes us nauseous. I hate them with all of my stomach. So. Vomitous.