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I stole half a loaf of bread. OOPS.

Here’s what happened…

It was around 9pm when I went to the supermarket to grab some breakfast food. I really wanted some wholegrain bread. And when I really want something, I refuse to buy anything else. Of course, being so late already, there was NOTHING left that I had wanted. There was white bread (EW) and there was some fake bread (i.e. Asian sweet milky stuff trying to pass as “bread”) and there was some fake wheat bread with the crust cut off. Seriously, that shit is wacky. Asian supermarkets can be delightful and scary all at the same time.

With my brows furrowed and a frown upon my face, I’m already getting very annoyed. “Why isn’t there any decent bread?? GAHHHHH?!!” And then I see this half loaf of bread sitting all lonely in the top shelf. I grab it. Ooh…feels so soft and already I can smell the mixed grains and the dark brown rye colour looks so beautiful! It’s just sitting in a sandwich bag and there’s no tag, no code, no nothing. I guess it’s from the bakery section….but it’s closed already since it’s late now. Hmm……what should I do?

Stick it into my BAG and WOOT! free bread.

I’m sucha badddass.. booyah!

I read somewhere that said Australians were the loosest most badass people in the world. I agree hands down.