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You know how people used to make fun of socialism by pointing out that Easter Bloc countries had stores mainly for people to queue there for non-existant goods. Well, I’m happy to report that good old capitalism has caught up with that achievement.
So it’s December and everbody and their dog are making cookies. While not a fan of a season, I am a fan of cookies (cue Oscar quote…) and - just like many other six year olds - I like them decorated with coloured Zuckerstreusel (whatever the English word for that may be) on top.
And as if it caught them by surprise the stock of that stuff just seems to have run out in shops. Naturally these modern shops are so inconvenient efficient that they can’t simply go to storage and get another pack. They’ll just, quite indifferently, tell you that they’re out of stock and have been since Tuesday. And that’s that.
FAIL FAIL FAIL
Sprinkles.
Hundreds and Thousands! (or Sprinkles if you’re a yank)