“ The only shoppers for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to push a grocery cart, mad to cleanse, mad to shop, desirous of everything organic at the same time, the ones who never yawn or waddle through Walmart, but burn, burn, burn like those fabulous rotisserie chickens exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the Insta-thermometer pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’”
