More Ovaltines Please!

Lol. So this is tha story. 1th. Let me set the stage. Have you ever been in a supermarket? Wel. I was w/ cuz Mo. Well at the store they have these things called "aisles" n' after you done doin' teh shoppin bidniz (mostly handled by the womenfolks) (I have lotsa ideas 'bout the genderfolks) you get in line for purchasing you items. That you want to buy.

Usually at this time I will buy gum; chetos, mountain dews (for my thirst) (Mo likes Cherry Coke)

Howevs. When I was lookin up the aisles, someone left a jar of Ovaltines (what would feel good in my tummies) all alones w/ no homes. I knew it was not intentionally stocked in that locality. I used my Detective Mom Arturos skills (have you seen that film?) for deducting skills.

*Intentionmaly

There were no other foods of the type. So I gave that ovaltines a good home. In my bellys. (Did you know what a cow has six stomaches)

Also I bought some hand sanitizers and gummy products b/c they was the Ovaltine's friends. N' I wanted to give them a home in my belly too. (The hand sanitizers was not easy on the bowels. Ask the wifes)