back when I was a kid in TO we only used shopping carts to transport drunk friends home after holding their hair back for barfing into the lake or some bushes. boys and girls, was a pretty boy/grunge phase re hair length, not including dreads
rule number one always: never leave anyone in our crew alone
most we just deposited in front of open apt doors...the rich kids in my school program slumming it had a maid/helper open the door...or not
'
your dad is in Shanghai, make other plans'
so then cart passed out friend to a pay phone (yeah I'm old) to get a ride from my dad for me and drunky and whoever else back to my place for them to pass out and drool on the couch
good times though
not really the CA culture you think about, but yeah we all grew up with shopping carts
