OH but you are brave. Kids in Ikea? I can barely go there by myself. I have to fight the urge to ram people's legs with my cart. I'm just not a crowd person.
Word, crowds make me abnormally aggressive and shove-y. But, well, this is hard to admit.... We regularly have dinner at Ikea. I know, I've totally lost my punk rock credibility.
No, not totally lost your punk cred. Not when you can quote The Butthole Surfers. For what ti's worth, I would eat at Ikea if it was closer to my house.
Or for what *it's* worth. Oy. I have a Sangiovese headache.
Oh, yum, Sangiovese! Red wine can be mean, but I do love it so.
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