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It was the day after Darryl's big stag party. We'd been whooping it up the night before and partying with the strippers until nearly the break of day: loaded plastered paralyzed drunk of course. So when Darryl got up he was dying hungover and fancied a big breakfast. He got dressed and went to the big Foodland grocery store. He grabbed a cart and started going up and down the aisles picking out groceries for the biggest, greasiest, tastiest breakfast anybody ever had. He had all the ingredients listed: bacon, eggs, hash browns, beans, ham, coffee and a juicy little steak. He sort of noticed that there weren't that many people around but didn't think anything of it. When he had everything picked out and got up to the checkouts there were no cashiers. He asked somebody nearby where the cashiers were. The guy there said there's no cashiers working because the store is closed for the day to let the cleaning service clean it. It was then that he noticed everybody there was cleaning something. Then Darryl loses it and says, "You mean the store is closed and you let me walk like an f---ing idiot. Didn't you see me going around with the f---ing cart?" So as he's walking out of the store he grabbed all the groceries and started tossing them in the air "Well here - here's something else for you to clean up".
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