So: My house is underwater, I'm wearing the clothes I put on a week ago, I have, like, $10 in my pocket, I'm hungry, and I could use a goddamn drink. So I'm supposed to walk past an underwater grocery store because it just wouldn't be right to take food and shit that's going to be foul in a week anyways?
Not me. I'd be eating that Wonderbread by the loaf, man. Drop me a Mickey and piss it out in the middle of the interstate.