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One night, at around 2 am on a Thursday night, a masked figure walked into an all-night convenience store. Spider-Man was doing his shopping.
This all proceeded as normal, Spidey slowly filling the basket hanging from his arm with his groceries, until he reached... the rice aisle.
Unsuspecting of what was to come, he browsed along, checking prices to find the absolute cheapest available. (Superheroing doesn't pay well, and neither does his day job at the Daily Bugle.)
Abruptly, the basket clattered to the ground, a moment before Spidey himself fell to his knees.
He'd found the Uncle Ben rice.