Foggy mornings always remind me of Stephen King's book, The Mist. "The Mist" is a really creepy story, what with the big bugs and all. Those were some hungry bugs. There is some irony in the fact that the hungry bugs were trying to get to the people in a grocery store. It's like they were shopping for dinner. "Which aisle are the Lady Fingers in?" If the human buffet in The Food House had made Blueberry Sourdough Pancakes for the bugs, the bugs would have eaten their fill, belched, and left. Stupid people!
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