I’m not sure which is more disturbing, the fact that there is a Spanish Conquistador at Walmart, or that is seems he’s already put his sword to use!
Well, it appears you barely escaped the Death Star yourself by the seat of your pants. It’s safe now, you can fix that.
Great! Now everyone I see is gonna think I’m on drugs after seeing this because that purple haze is all in my brain!
You know, I went to Margaritaville too. I dropped $14 on an average cheeseburger and $11 on a margarita, yet somehow I managed to escape the urge to wear a goofy hat and join a cult-like following.