Mom comes out of the grocery store.
She starts loading the goods into the back of her minivan.
Then gets a nagging feeling she forgot something.
She checks the bags.
"Asparagus, check.
Milk, check.
Kitty Litter, check.
No, everything seems to be there...oh, wait, I have that impacted molar with the nagging gum abscess. I better get a route canal. Look there's a brightly colored Winnebago conversion ready to attend to all my immediate dental needs.
Hope the ice cream doesn't melt."
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