I just bought shit through Cosmo's Vegan Shoppe which really kinda rocks (both the shit itself, and Cosmo's; and assuming that the stuff makes it to me and that they don't just drive to the edge of a ravine and toss my package off, laughing maniacally and rubbing their hands together like the evil masterminds they are).
Here's what I done bought:
I bought myself some vegan rubbers. So I can, um, slide them on my feet and squish around in the mud and go *glomp glomp glomp* and splash in large puddles. Not so I can have sex. No: Puddles. And glomping (which actually sort of SOUNDS like some sort of weird sex act now that I think about it).
I bought some mascara. Because even big ol' feminists sometimes like to pretty themselves up.
I bought some vegan donuts. Because they are vegan donuts.
And I bought a new bumper sticker for my car, since very unfortunately the Secret Society of Vegans won't mail out just one or two damn stickers (since it has to "weigh 1 lb"). F- one pound!
Now I just have to decide whether to plaster sticker #1 or sticker #2 on my car.
I suspect it won't take much to decide on #1, seeing as it has... *giggling* a cuss word in it! OH MY GOD SWEARS!
You should be cool like me and buy stuff from them. Then people might actually like you, instead of just pretending to.
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