No, what they do now with the real (red) Sudafed is they have coupon thingies hanging where the Sudafed boxes would be (in a more reasonable universe where we had effective anti-drug procedures, but I digress) in the aisles, and you take it up to the counter.
She definitely should have informed you of the policy, and not been so darned rude, when you asked a question. I just thought they were being extra-special stupid.
When I looked
reckless
up in the dictionary, there was no picture next to it at all, so naturally, you sprang immediately to mind.
Anyway, it was cute. As was he. Me, not so much, but next time I fall into bed at 9 o'clock I'll try to remember to put on something nicer.
It's always the cute ones who come to the door when one is wearing the comfy jammies.
When I looked reckless up in the dictionary, there was no picture next to it at all, so naturally, you sprang immediately to mind.
*Innocent blink* There is not a reckless bone in my non-existent body.
You know what's not funny? This weird frog-in-my-throat feeling. That, combined with the death sleep, makes me worry I'm getting sick.
And if I am, I'm blaming the pizza with coworkers.
Your pizza has coworkers? Mine usually just has pepperoni.
I have a cursed pizza if anyone wants it. Everytime I turn the oven on to cook it, my electricity goes out.
You must slip it to your enemies, and attack them from the veil of darkness.
but I really want to eat it!