I got a haircut.

I drove by a library book sale. It grabbed me by the arm and said 'If you come along quietly, nobody will get hurt.'

I went to the liquor store. There was a 'bargain bin' by the door. What could I do?

It became obvious that I was going to accomplish utterly nothing that day. So I picked ten pounds of raspberries.

And finally, I got an orange, two limes, and brandy. No cherries; they were green.
