The only downer debbie about my immediate neighborhood is that there isn't a Duane Reade or Rite Aid nearby. I needed to get some more floss, but I didn't feel like walking 15 blocks to the nearest Duane Reade so I went to my local bodega instead. This is what I got: the most generic looking floss ever. No worries tho, I got it on lockdown: It's "Approved." It's "Waxed." And it's "Dental Floss." Or that's what I used to call her. Oh snap.
