Friend: I need a longboard and a ride to California.
Me: Ha.
Ha.
"California."
That's sort of like Hawaii, except bad.
Friend: FLY ME OUT AND I WON'T COMPLAIN.
Me: BUT MY ARMS ARE TIRED.
Friend: GET A NEW PAIR OF ARMS.
Me: BUT THEY'RE SO EXPENSIVE HERE.
HAWAII GROWS IT'S OWN ARMS, BUT IRONICALLY WE EXPORT ALL OF THEM TO LARGER COMPANIES ON THE MAINLAND, WHICH ARE THEN IMPORTED BACK HERE, AND WE HAVE TO BUY THEM AT A LARGER PRICE DUE TO SHIPPING COSTS. FRANKLY, I THINK IT'S TERRIBLY INEFFICENT, AND COULD BE IMPROVED MUCH MORE IF THE LARGE ARM-FARMS WOULD SIMPLY SELL LOCALLY.
ON THE OTHER HAND, THERE ARE MANY SMALLER FARMS AROUND THAT DO SELL ARMS LOCALLY, BUT THE QUALITY OF THEIR PRODUCT VARIES WILDLY FROM FARM TO FARM, BECAUSE, WITHOUT A CENTRAL GOVERNING BODY, THERE AREN'T PROPER GROWING PROCEDURES. AT LEAST, NOT ALL THE TIME.
I SUPPOSE I COULD BUY FROM A SMALLER FARM, QUALITY-PERMITTING, BUT THE FARMER'S MARKET IS ONLY ON SUNDAY, AND WE ALL KNOW YOU HAVE TO GET THEIR EARLY TO GET THE GOOD, FRESH ARMS. BY THE TIME I GET THERE, ALL THAT'S LEFT WILL BE THE OLD, BROWN, WRINKLY ONES.