Other Uses for the Groceries

"Come on! Let's go!"
Jeff bounced down the aisle with his brother and friend in tow.
Adam looked at Matt. "I can't believe you let him out in public like this."
Matt shrugged. "It's the one chore he actually enjoys doing. Why deprive him of a little happiness?"
Jeff stuck his out of one of the aisle and whistled loudly.
"CART BOY, GET OVER HERE!"
Matt sighed, reluctantly, as he turned to wear Jeff was.
Jeff pulled the cart behind him and started throwing things haphazardly into it.
Adam ducked as a can of Spaghetti-O's whizzed past his head and landed in the cart. "Jesus, Jeff! Learn how to chuck things into a cart safely."
Jeff looked back the blonde and darted down the aisle.
Adam sighed. "That boy is a howler monkey on crack...how do you put up with him?"
"Children's Ny-Quil. A shot of that in his drink and he's out for the night."
Adam laughed as they met Jeff in the dairy section.
Jeff walked over to the cart and dropped seven cans of sprayable whipped cream into the cart.
"I think this should be enough," Jeff said, squinting at the cans, "...maybe I should get one more..."
Matt looked at his brother, puzzled. "Seven cans?"
"Yes. Usually we end up using nine...maybe I should get more."
Matt turned red and coughed. "I think seven is fine. I mean, we have enough ice cream at home."
Adam raised an eyebrow and looked at his friends. "You have that much ice cream that you need nine cans of 'Reddi-whip' ?"
Jeff scoffed. "If by ice cream, you mean SEX, then yes," he said, going back to the cart to look over his selection.
"Hey, Matt, do you want chocolate syrup again or did it stain too much?"
Matt turned red. "I'll be in produce."
Jeff looked up. "Great idea! Make sure you get the cherries WITH the stems this time...and get plenty of strawberries!"
Matt nodded and walked away.
Jeff looked over the contents of the cart and nodded," Yeah, I think that'll do."
Adam gave his friend a look of disgust. "You do THAT with FOOD?"
"You should try it. It's pretty fun."
"No. I prefer to keep my food in the kitchen."
Jeff smirked, "Who ever said we didn't keep it in the kitchen?"
Adam scrunched up his nose. "I'm never eating at your place again."
"Oh, come on. You and Jay have to do something out of the ordinary. I mean, sex is fine, but plain sex gets dull after a while. Now, where is the baby oil in this place?"
Adam looked at the floor. "Aisle 6, third shelf, very end of the row."
Jeff looked at his friend and Adam fidgeted nervously.
Jeff smiled and they walked towards aisle 6.
"You know," Jeff said with a smirk, "I think I'll get two bottles...just in case you and Jay come over for 'dinner' some time..."