I'm at the overpriced grocery store closest to my apartment, looking for some snacks for my plane trip. Aisle by aisle, I unsuccessfully look for the treat that will hit the spot. A store employee pops into sight and I rush to her.

Me: Excuse me. Do you have any Pirate's Booty chips?

Grocery Girl: [giggling] Booty chips?

Me: Yeah. I know. Weird name. They're chips. With a pirate on the front.

Grocery Girl: Let me ask my manager. [yelling into the distance] Hey, do we have any BOOTY chips?!