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Posted by cage on Nov 15, 2005 13:23:27 GMT -6
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Arriving at a hardware store he again tied up his hair. and tried to look presentable. He walked into the store and immediately found the camping section. He grabbed a carriage, and put the duffel bag in the bottom of it. Checking to see that noone was around he pocketed a box of wet strike matches. Moving down the aisle he picked up the brightest, smallest lantern they had and put it into the carriage.
He meandered some more and found a camping stove. He put this in the cart too. He also bought the biggest propane tank he could hold. Sliding that into the cart too he stuck a small first aid kit into his pockets also. He smiled at the abundance of stupidity in this store. He loved it. It was going to help him survive. He scanned the aisles of products and slid several more smallish things into the cart. He also knew he would have to get some weapons just in case. He had seen a survival store, kind of like an Army/Navy barracks store a few miles up the road.
He was lucky he had found such a big duffel bag. Steering the cart to the cashier she gave him a funny look then asked what would be the 'here’s your STUPID sign' question. "You going camping?" she asked as she chewed noisily on her bubble gum. Cage always hated people who didn’t have the decency to chew with their mouths closed around other people, so he responded with. "Yep, taking the son camping for the first time." she nodded and just kept swiping things across the laser tag reader. He watched with contempt as the price rose to what seemed to be astronomical figures. Oh well what was he gonna do, steal it all? As it was, his pockets were almost bulging with small but necessary things anyway. He paid the bill with some of the money he had brought. Pushing the carriage outside he started putting things into the duffel bag and then slung it on his back. He still had some room for other things so he did head down to the survival store.
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