Went to the grocery this morning for trash bags and mustard. This a modest grocery in an ethnically diverse just barely getting by neighborhood. Never mind that 400 well off old white folk live there too.
They still had an ample supply of mustard and trash bags. But, lots of white space on the shelves.
Over by the trash bags, paper napkins were flying off the shelves. Folk were filling up carts with paper napkins. I suppose the napkins will be used in lieu of toilet paper. Take that plumbing.
Fortunately, The Asylum supplies toilet paper. So, I don’t have to worry about the neighbors clogging up my sewer lines.
Have I done anything to prepare? No. Should I have? Most likely. But, I have an ample supply of beer, chocolate, and coffee.
Nobody gets out alive.
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