You guys, THEY RAN OUT OF ENAMELED POTS. I have all the stickers, and the very hassled cashier said a new shipment is supposed to come in today or tomorrow, so now I have to go stalk No Frills and vault over all the storm-prep shoppers cleaning out the potato chip aisle and trying to get their frozen little hands on MY DUTCH OVEN.
Forward, through shot and shell, here we go into the mouth of Hell.
Pray for me.
This is not right.
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