I went to Wal-Mart last night to pick up vodka, but even if I hadn't gone there for alcohol, I'd have bought it by the time I left.
I could describe the condition of store and shoppers, but you can fill in the blanks. Suffice it to say that I got a really dirty look from the cashier when I wished her a "Merry Christmas".
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Christmas Is the Merriest Time of Year
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