In 1980 I was between wives so shopping for my own groceries. Jimmy Carter was president then. I was in the store with a buggy full of food. I picked up a loaf of bread and before I could move the cart, an employee with a label cum picked it up from my buggy and raised the price a nickel. Now that is run away inflation.
"I don't mind em choppin' wood and I don't care that money's no good.ect
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