Lost confused and looking for Inspiration - Stage 2

Cant live with them...

K is doing the shopping, has been doing it for months now and each time he does it there is something brought home that really makes me want to scream.

I know I should be grateful that he is doing the shop but today he brought home a ten pound back of potatoes, we don't use that many spuds in a month and have almost no storage space for vegetables and eggs that came from CAGED CHICKENS!!!

I didn't even know that supermarkets stocked eggs that come from caged chickens, its barbaric, its nasty, its cruel.

I'm gong to have to wait until tomorrow to throw them away. When I asked him about them he just said "they were big eggs, the writing so bloody small how am I supposed to read it".

Men, can't live with them....