Sweden, you are killing me

First the Maryland cookies and now this:

Rhode Island? Do you love the stripped bass? Will you be washing that down with a glass of coffee milk? Are you taking life credit/no credit?

Sweden, you confuse me. I thought this was a misprint when I first saw it at the grocery store in the Akalla “ghetto” and thought they meant Thousand Island Dressing, but then I went to the ICA in T-Centralen and there it was — Rhode Island dressing.

What other wonders will you bring me, dear Sweden?

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