I fucking hate Walmart and I'm never going there again unless I'm with someone who will stand in line for me while I wander off to the candy section. This means you, Zack.

The only cool thing about the place is that in the summer they hire a bunch of cute little high school boys to stock shelves.

Cute stock boys = good.
Standing in line for 10 minutes behind a woman with screaming kids = Kill Whitey!

Posted by tiff @ 06/08/2004 05:14 AM CST

(not like I haven't said this before)
Walmart is evil. Don't give them money.
Plus, if you counted up all of the entries about how you hate walmart...

Posted by rob @ 06/08/2004 04:05 PM CST

You know Rob, ever since I started bitching to you about the Walmart Nazi he seems to have disappeared. Maybe he got run over or something. ;) *cough*

Posted by suzie @ 06/08/2004 05:20 PM CST

Yeah, I agree. Walmart sucks serious donkey butt. Glad to hear you won't be going there. Do not give them money. They spend it on crack and whores.

Thanks,

Hed.

Posted by Hed @ 06/08/2004 05:52 PM CST

I saw a girl at Target today who looked so much like you, I checked her forearm for a Z tattoo. She was even with a guy who looked a little like Zack, only not as cute, and with lighter hair. It was very spooky.

Posted by tanya @ 06/08/2004 05:53 PM CST

crack and whores?
Ah, sometimes I wish I were a superhuge evil corporation...

Posted by rob @ 06/09/2004 07:21 AM CST

fuck wal-mart, they are single handedly responsible for my hemroids. Fuck all of you, -eat my shit, eat my flaming shit. Made in China my ass, sign me up for a guatamalen whore.

Posted by Mike Pacifico @ 10/31/2004 11:39 AM CST

I once had a Wal-mart intervention with my son. I had caught him sneaking into his room with an armload of slave-labor merchandise. My shock immediately turned into uncontrollable rage when I began beating him with my 5 iron. He confessed to me that he was only lured in by their mc Donalds happy meals and high-school prostitutes. That however did not lessen the blows or hasten my pursuit to burn down the whole corperation. -eat my shit

Posted by Mike @ 10/31/2004 11:45 AM CST

Why is it that when I wander from room to room aimlessly I always come to the startleing conclusion that I have forgotten where I am. A simple roll of duct tape or maybe a ball-point pen would suffice for a logical explanation in most cases. However, when I come to sputtering obscenities and rolling around in my own shit only to be escorted to the snack machines I can't help but to feel a little degraded. I mean, here I am once again forgetting my sole purpose as to convey my inner most atrocities... Like that time I stuffed a twelve year old into the ventilation shaft only to dicover within her violent screams that I could plainly hear through the sound of her frail body dislocatind that she was only ten years old. Now let me ask you this, is that false advertising or what?

Posted by H.R. Hug n' Stuff @ 10/31/2004 11:55 AM CST

Hey uh, have you guys ever heard of making your own gelatin out of organics? I mean we could create a product and have ten year-olds be our target audience. Hey it wouldnt be any different from what were doing in China, luring small children into dangerous factories for shit pay and a high risk of disfigurement. Ya know except for the cannibalistic ideals in all. And I mean so what if little betsy comes back a parapalegic, she's better off. What with all the health-care we got pissin out in every direction in all.

Posted by Fatty mc Ass @ 10/31/2004 12:04 PM CST