Jeder Tag Ein Bisschen Schlechter

There exists a chain of stores in The Fatherland by the name of Penny Mart. You might think that you are coo and 'beating the system' by saving money and frequenting these premise, but you are going to die.

Such fine products fill the red lined budget shelves as 'Bitter Lemon' for 34 cents per 1.5 liter. Thats with a capital B, useful only for mixing generously with a small flask of cheap Vodka, that one might purchase for 2 Euro, just before the check out (an item I purchased in a not uncommon moment of desire for instant sugar). Another example is the 'cheap roast', complete with rotten green side and the gift that keeps on giving, food poisoning. Other items are there whose name that shall not be spoken.

It is similar to the 2 Dollar Shop in New Zealand in that most people are attracted to it in one point or another. Just replace the endless amount of Chinese slave labor plastic crap, destined to destroy our environment, with rip off labels, reprocessed food, discount liquor and sugar in various forms. These places are little like bus stops and public toilets. Locations of extreme utility, realms of form over function, and premise that we all find ourselves in but never want to admit it. Here is a conversation that you will never hear.

Party goer A 'So where did you guys meet'
Party goer B 'At Pennymart'

Its a depressing atmosphere of 'do not talk to me, I am just trying to survive'. But if you hax it, and just purchase milk and butter and perhaps a bottle of cheap bubbly for an evening of hired boat action, then perhaps, and with caution, use the power of Penny Mart. 'With great shopping power comes great responsibility, and other semi appropriate saying'...But now you can not say you have not been warned.

Penny Mart
Jeder Tag Ein Bisschen Schlechter

(Every day a little worse)