Ding Fries are Done

So I'm walking around in the midst of three and a half hours of Xmas shopping yesterday and realized I was thirsty, my feet hurt and I could barely breathe from what I sense to be a lack of oxygen in the stores. I had long lost track of my friend who was also getting somewhat confused and disoriented, tired and a bit oxygen deprived herself.

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I sat down on a chair in Sears, and it occurred to me I've been wandering around for seems like years and all I bought was a pair of socks. (In that store, anyway)

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Then, it also occurred to me I'm humming aloud to a Xmas song... but I can't think of what it is. The only thing that entered my mind was Ding! Fries are Done.

It was time to go home.