Friday Confessions
Dante and I alternate Fridays letting deprived Stoolies get shit off their chests.
This blog series is simply for confessions (and clicks).
I'll go first…
Left $89 worth of steaks in the bottom of my shopping cart as I was checking out. They were conveniently hidden under the bags they now ask you to bring since plastic is verboten.
Cashier didn't notice, so I got free meat.
Sorry.
If there's anything you need to get off your chest, then the comments are open.
Two Hail Marys, three Our Fathers, and slip a 20 in the collection box on the way out… All is forgiven.
-Large