I've discovered a new game for grownups.
This game requires nothing but imagination.
When you're shopping at a Wal*Mart at 10:30 in the evening, imagine each customer being apprehended in an episode of Cops. Granted, the male customers you'll be using for this game will be wearing shirts of some kind, but I'll stretch the suspension of disbelief just this once.
By the way, everything that's wrong with society can be found within the walls of a Wal*Mart.
When you're shopping at a Wal*Mart at 10:30 in the evening, imagine each customer being apprehended in an episode of Cops. Granted, the male customers you'll be using for this game will be wearing shirts of some kind, but I'll stretch the suspension of disbelief just this once.
By the way, everything that's wrong with society can be found within the walls of a Wal*Mart.
Posted by GiromiDe @ 12:29 AM
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I'm still trying to figure out what the gangbangers in front of me wanted with the hard drive or why the Hispanic gentlemen needed all that Gatorate and cookie dough at 10:30pm.
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