I can’t will myself to go into Wal-Mart anymore. I’d almost rather pay more and go to Target then to have to deal with the asshats that shop at Wal-Mart. You almost have to be a different breed to even step foot in Wal-Mart.  Let’s break down what one can expect to see when stepping foot into Wal-Mart….

Really? I get your down with cats, but there is absolutely no reason to glue your stuffed animals ANYWHERE on your car. You should sell some of those furry bastards and get your hubcap replaced.

No shoes. No shirt. No service. Not at Wal-Mart. It’s almost mandatory that if you shop at Wal-Mart, and you’re a dude, then you have to roll in with the sleeveless shirt or no shirt at all.

The ladies aren’t any better.

damn. I mean do you not own a fucking mirror? If you do, it’s probably one of those circus mirrors that distort your body and give you a false sense of sexiness.

You’d almost be better off rolling with the black trash bag over the window then showing the world how big of an idiot you are. Wonder if he/she got a tax credit for the Low E window….

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