I wrote about the grocrie not that long ago and people are still complaining about the grocrie prices. Now I have too write about it again. I don’t mind though. My daddy always says that practice makes perfect but I really don’t know what the hell he was talking about. Everything I do is perfect. So much perfect. I have been saying a lot of weird things about the grocries. Like I wrote in my other essay. Me and my Musk, we didn’t know what a grocrie is! Remember when I wrote that like last month or something. I think that is was last month. Anyway, read what I have been saying now about the groceries if you don’t believe me.

I said this to the america on my bestest liberation day speech ever.

“It’s such an old-fashioned term but a beautiful term: groceries,” he mused. “It sort of says a bag with different things in it.”

You ever see a more perfect sentence about what groceries are? Since my first essay wondering if putting tariffs on the grocrie store directly might lower prices, I have been cracking open the Wikipedia to figure out just what grocries are. That is what I found out! You believe that. Grocries are like stuff you put into bags or something. I am still not 100% sure where they come from or where they are going, but I damned well know they go into a bag at some point. Also I believe that I am lowering these grocrie prices. People have been telling me that. You know lovely people like my entire family and my cabinet and my lawyers and melonia and the staff at Mar-A-lOg-O. All these people I trust are telling me that I have successfully brought down grocrie prices. If you can’t trust them to tell me what I want to hear then who can you trust?