I come from a town where manly-men teenage boys end up with lime green VW bugs and tiny little grandmas drive pick-up trucks.
So somehow, I didn't find myself too surprised when I saw the guy next to us in the parking lot of Trader Joe's, in his ohsocool two-door sports car and designer sunglasses, excitedly open his newly-purchased container of mini gingersnap cookies and munch on them before zooming away.
Oh, hometown. How I love your idiosyncrasies.
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