On a lighter note, I witnessed this amusing interaction the other day in front of the supermarket across the street from our apartment.

Imagine, if you will, your stereotypical gangbanger-looking teens. Now imagine two packs of three of them, one group in front of the front doors of the supermarket, the other halfway across the parking lot, and the two yelling back and forth to each other.

And now, imagine my surprise to hear this come out of the mouths of one of the tougher-looking guys as he yells this across the parking lot...

"Yo, man, I'm gonna go into Ralphs and grab me a forty for tonight, and... oh, man! They got Girl Scout cookies over here!"

Because, you know, nothing goes better with malt liquor than a box of Thin Mints.