STINK DAY AT WAL-MART
STINK DAY AT WAL-MART
yesterday, I had the absolute inconvenience of having to spend time at one of the local Wally World stores. to compound this matter, the temperature dropped by about 25 degrees the day before that... enough to make everyone a little more lethargic, a little more unwilling to hop in the shower, a little more apt to just throw on some sweats and go.
a little more stinky.
the store was full of olfactory offenders, too... worse than at Christmas-time. the check-out area smelled like a locker-room after a game on a 95-degree day. yeah, you know what I'm talkin' about... "Stink Day at Wal-Mart". com'on, let's go...
the trouble started in the parking lot this time. no clue why these two are eating anything in the Wally World parking lot... much less with chopsticks... but, hey... they stunk.
-say...pick me a winner, dude!
check out this regular shopper, sporting this year's new
"Jungle Motif" from the Sam Walton Serengetti Collection.
the stench was enormous.
what trip to Wal-Mart would be complete
without a couple of their trademark "Greeters"?
holy shit, these 2 smelled so bad it burned my eyes.
greet this, beotch.
this guy actually got fired from Wal-Mart... and now
he works at the dollar store across the street.
that's because he's a pedophile.
"hey, little girl, you wanna 'Snickers' bar?"
"go ahead- unwrap it... !"
yup. they fired the last guy to make room for this dude. I'm pretty sure he's chosen plastic over paper 'cause he shit himself. he sure smelled like it, anyway. boy, some things are just best left unexplained. like bag-boy here.
here's a peek into the back room.
I cannot put into words the aroma being emitted here.
the manager was smart enough to offer a special on deodorant.
too bad he was wearing a shirt that said "Pull My Finger".
this, of course, is what we all secretly want to see. sure, the pricing and variety are good, but Wal-Mart is really oh-so-evil. when this day comes, I'll dance naked in the streets.
... and, finally, the notorious check-out area. you have 3 basic cashier types... the 300-pounder, granny flash, and anyone who can't speak English. I got the 300-pounder this time. lucky me. this place smelled like a laundry room at a nursing home after spaghetti night... but, I couldn't figure out how to post this photo with a scratch-&-sniff panel.
lucky you.
last week's Big Blog
STINK DAY AT WAL-MART
yesterday, I had the absolute inconvenience of having to spend time at one of the local Wally World stores. to compound this matter, the temperature dropped by about 25 degrees the day before that... enough to make everyone a little more lethargic, a little more unwilling to hop in the shower, a little more apt to just throw on some sweats and go.
a little more stinky.
the store was full of olfactory offenders, too... worse than at Christmas-time. the check-out area smelled like a locker-room after a game on a 95-degree day. yeah, you know what I'm talkin' about... "Stink Day at Wal-Mart". com'on, let's go...
the trouble started in the parking lot this time. no clue why these two are eating anything in the Wally World parking lot... much less with chopsticks... but, hey... they stunk.
-say...pick me a winner, dude!
check out this regular shopper, sporting this year's new
"Jungle Motif" from the Sam Walton Serengetti Collection.
the stench was enormous.
what trip to Wal-Mart would be complete
without a couple of their trademark "Greeters"?
holy shit, these 2 smelled so bad it burned my eyes.
greet this, beotch.
this guy actually got fired from Wal-Mart... and now
he works at the dollar store across the street.
that's because he's a pedophile.
"hey, little girl, you wanna 'Snickers' bar?"
"go ahead- unwrap it... !"
yup. they fired the last guy to make room for this dude. I'm pretty sure he's chosen plastic over paper 'cause he shit himself. he sure smelled like it, anyway. boy, some things are just best left unexplained. like bag-boy here.
here's a peek into the back room.
I cannot put into words the aroma being emitted here.
the manager was smart enough to offer a special on deodorant.
too bad he was wearing a shirt that said "Pull My Finger".
this, of course, is what we all secretly want to see. sure, the pricing and variety are good, but Wal-Mart is really oh-so-evil. when this day comes, I'll dance naked in the streets.
... and, finally, the notorious check-out area. you have 3 basic cashier types... the 300-pounder, granny flash, and anyone who can't speak English. I got the 300-pounder this time. lucky me. this place smelled like a laundry room at a nursing home after spaghetti night... but, I couldn't figure out how to post this photo with a scratch-&-sniff panel.
lucky you.
last week's Big Blog
STINK DAY AT WAL-MARTyesterday, I had the absolute inconvenience of having to spend time at one of the local Wally World stores. to compound this matter, the temperature dropped by about 25 degrees the day before that... enough to make everyone a little more lethargic, a little more unwilling to hop in the shower, a little more apt to just throw on some sweats and go.
a little more stinky.
the store was full of olfactory offenders, too... worse than at Christmas-time. the check-out area smelled like a locker-room after a game on a 95-degree day. yeah, you know what I'm talkin' about... "Stink Day at Wal-Mart". com'on, let's go...
the trouble started in the parking lot this time. no clue why these two are eating anything in the Wally World parking lot... much less with chopsticks... but, hey... they stunk.-say...pick me a winner, dude!
check out this regular shopper, sporting this year's new"Jungle Motif" from the Sam Walton Serengetti Collection.
the stench was enormous.
what trip to Wal-Mart would be completewithout a couple of their trademark "Greeters"?
holy shit, these 2 smelled so bad it burned my eyes.
greet this, beotch.
this guy actually got fired from Wal-Mart... and nowhe works at the dollar store across the street.
that's because he's a pedophile.
"hey, little girl, you wanna 'Snickers' bar?"
"go ahead- unwrap it... !"
yup. they fired the last guy to make room for this dude. I'm pretty sure he's chosen plastic over paper 'cause he shit himself. he sure smelled like it, anyway. boy, some things are just best left unexplained. like bag-boy here.
here's a peek into the back room.I cannot put into words the aroma being emitted here.
the manager was smart enough to offer a special on deodorant.too bad he was wearing a shirt that said "Pull My Finger".
this, of course, is what we all secretly want to see. sure, the pricing and variety are good, but Wal-Mart is really oh-so-evil. when this day comes, I'll dance naked in the streets.
... and, finally, the notorious check-out area. you have 3 basic cashier types... the 300-pounder, granny flash, and anyone who can't speak English. I got the 300-pounder this time. lucky me. this place smelled like a laundry room at a nursing home after spaghetti night... but, I couldn't figure out how to post this photo with a scratch-&-sniff panel.lucky you.
last week's Big Blog
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