What would I do for A Klondike Bar eh?
I would go into my kitchen, I'm craving a snack, something to sarify my sweet tooth, I think "hey, why not eat a Klondike bar?" so I open the freezer, feeling the cool frosty air against my cheek. I begin my search, I look between boxes of TV dinners and frozen toaster pastries, but there are no Klondike bars to be found.
I begin to panic, there isn't any left?! This is terrible! What should I do? I crave the delicious cool ice cream between my jaws.
But then I remember, I have some spare cash in my purse, I could go to the supermarket!!
I bolt out the door, almost forgetting my keys, and begin to dash towards the supermarket.
The doors automatically open, as if to welcome me. I walk in, the cool feel of the aircondtion surrounds me, I can hear the sounds of parents and children, and the ringing of cash registers, welcoming new money. As I make my journey to the freezer section, a lady stops to offer me a sample of cheese. I reject it, I didn't come here for cheese.
There, at the end of the isle, I see it, a large freezer, filled with ice cream, and the delicious Klondike bars.
I quickly snatch a box of bars, I can already taste it.
And I make my way to the cashier, to pay for my snack.
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Long story short
I'd go to the store and buy one :9