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Mom and I went shopping today. After we managed to successfully avoid the lady in the ride on cart thing that kept crashing into things, nearly trapping an unsuspecting customer in the icecream cake freezer, we picked up the groceries we wanted, and headed for the check out. And what do I see in the candy aisle? "Nordic Fish". They're Nordic Fish now? Was there some kind of politically correct Swedish Fish scandal that I missed? 
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