I don't know about you, but my experiences at supermarket checkout are usually filled with aggravation, tried patience, mental budgetary calculations, and self-directed reminders to maintain, as George Castanza famously said, "Serenity Now." But apparently I've been missing out. It seems that there are some places in which the check out line is filled with sexual innuendo, licensciousness, and sensual seduction. At least according to Rabbi Menachem Mendel Fox of Jerusalem has implied. (Hey, maybe I should be shopping where he shops.)