Good thing they provide those little sani-wipes for the carts. That could have ended badly.
The lesser known sequel – Fievel Goes to Walmart.
Geeez. I can literally smell the resale value of his house (a/k/a the giant litter box) going down.
This looks like an ad for some shitty knock-off bro liquor drink that will get yanked by the FDA in a few months.