The underworld is a dry, bleak place without milk

Holy shit, you guys are funny. The mayonnaise salute and the bacon grease had me laughing out loud (or LOLing, in web parlance). I am truly sorry that the Nice Lady and her husband are gone. (I refuse to call her by the cruel name you've always saddled with, since she always provided me, the ultimate fleabag whore, with good deals.) I hope that another couple rises up from the primordial vat of ham and Snickers to rejuvenate the area.

R.I.P. Nice Lady & husband.

Man, I'm surprisingly bummed-out.