If you don’t like cleavage then you can just get the hell out! Stop being so picky, that’s all I’m saying.
What is this, The Emperor’s New Groove here? You gotta cart your goat around in his chariot?
I’m not sure what Wild West Walmart you think you’re at, but I highly doubt they allow horses in their store. Can you get a D.U.I. on a horse? I hope so.
Don’t forget to pick up them zuckaretas at the store dear. I love me some zuckaretas.
Hunny, there is no way to cover up your bottom biscuits when you leave the entire oven open for people to see.
It really annoys me when I’m shopping around Walmart and see people sticking grocery items they don’t want in places they don’t belong. I’m not even sure how I’d react if I found an entire child just thrown up into a shelf.
You know, with great marketing and sales pitches like this one it’s hard to believe Satan doesn’t have a larger following around town.
Shiiit, I can’t blame her. Every time I venture into the wild world of Walmart I feel like I need a nap to recharge my batteries too. I just happen to wait until I get home, but whatever floats your boat.
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