Ridiculousness

You know you live in Wisconsin when this ridiculous thing is parked outside the front door of the grocery store.

 

Speaking of which, my receipt from the grocery store today was 35 inches long.  I measured.  Yes, Joanna, Ben and Rusty are coming for the meat-a-thon, but the groceries on that receipt take up less than half of it.

Also, I brought home six paper grocery bags, one plastic bag, and a gallon of milk.  But not that many groceries.  Why can't someone teach these guys to bag?  Two of the paper bags had only three small items.  I swear one of these days, when asked "Paper or plastic?", I'm going to say "Paper, but fill it up, please."