A message to my bed:
What in the hell bed? Last weekend I wake up and I've pulled a muscle in my neck which STILL hurts more than a week later. Today I wake up and I've wrenched my knee! That had better work itself back to normal by the end of the day or I'm going to beat you with my pillow tonight!Anyway...don't know that I have too much of interest to say, so I'm going to tell you my story of Bulk Barn!
The Bulk Barn Saga
Right across the street there is a store called "Bulk Barn." The sign in the window claims "High Quality Bulk Food!" I read that and scoffed. Mostly b/c the signage on the outside is all bright yellow with red lettering, making me think that it's of dollar store quality. Therefore I'm thinking..."Not trustworthy food."
For school we needed to buy some piping tips. And the name Bulk Barn kept popping up. "Go to Bulk Barn" or "I got mine at Bulk Barn." Which made me go, "Seriously?" So finally I went in.
It's Nutters! Holy crap!
Apparently the east (including Ontario, I asked my friend) has this Bulk Barn store and not Nutters.
This is awesome! This store has everything I could ever need for decorating and it's just a quick hop and a skip away from home. Also if I ever do need something such as what you would get at Nutters, it's right there - sweetness.
The End.


2 comments:
Your a nutters....BURN!!
The proper usage is "you're"...BURN!
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