We were all waiting in line, patiently, at the grocery store. Only Lanes 3 and 5 were lit up, but there wasn’t anyone working at 5. Then you rolled up, dressed like a pirate–complete with white blouse and white capris and your own stolen shopping cart–trying to buy a 12oz hot plate. You pulled your cart up to Lane 5 and started an onomatopoeia explosion of ding donging. When … [Read more...] about Eh Brah! Why the crazy pirate act at the grocery store?