Friday, February 08, 2002.

I was awake by 8, only to have the Cow with the smelly navel call me, and come over, the mission had begun. He said it wasn't cold, but about 1 hour later, my frozen fingers felt like he was lying (luckily, it won't be as bad when we repeat ourselves in the summer.)

We got to The farting cow's place, the undercover cow was there face mask on and everything. We proceeded to the outlet where we, slowly purchased the disposable camera, it was kinda hidden, either that or the undercover cow is too dumb to tell me, the dumber one where it was. We then went to the grocery store, where me and the cow with the smelly navel spent approximatly 45 minutes looking for the following products: cheese, beef and chocolate milk, the dumbass wanted to buy a 20$ lobster we walked by it with great remorse. On the way back we stopped at a Tim Hortons and bought a dozen cookies, one of which is included in our little platter of rotting foodstuffs.

We ended uip with the following:

• Jarlsburg Cheese, A $4.10 Value.
• Ground Beef, A $4.00 Value.
• Chocolate Milk, A 35� Value.
• Bun, A 25� Value
• A Cookie, 10� Value
• A Rock That Looks Like A Piece Of Poo: Priceless.

At the express checkout line there were 2 scary looking guys who tried to pay with rolls of coins, the woman wouldn't let them, then they signed the wrong name to a drivers liscense, I was more or less scared. Then, the guy behind us, looked at our pathetic pile of interesting food, and said "Are you going to eat that? Is that your lunch?" Its all going like thespark.com's version. Because I said "Oh no, I'm not eating it." and then what followed can only be described as 10 seconds of motion-less staring with an occasional blink.


We then proceeded to plant the meat under a bridge in a un-disclosed location. This ends day 1.