That’s odd…I didn’t think Walmart allowed anything other than John Deere on their premises. I guess you learn something new every day!
Today I think we should play a little game I like to call “If It’s Brown, Flush It Down” where you at home decide if this awful tattoo is a peanut, a piece of shit, or some other brown object that escapes my mind right now…..AND GO!
I was shopping in the frozen foods section of Walmart the other day looking for something to satisfy my sweet tooth. So while roaming the ice cream section I heard a noise above me, and I looked up in curiousity. There were a group of birds flying about, and not wanting to get pooped on, I moved away.
Later I still didn’t get the ice cream I wanted so I went back to get some. The birds were still there but I decided to brave them. Just then a mother in her twenties came around the corner with her little 5 year old. The mom got a bucket of rocky road and placed it in the cart. While she was looking at the frozen pizzas, one of the birds let off a little “load of relief”. The little boy wanted a taste of the “good white stuff” so the mother dipped her finger in the fresh pile not knowing what it was and let the boy lick it. The boy made a face, and started to cry. The mom then smelled her finger and yelled out “That is not fucking rocky road!!!!” then tossed the ice cream on the floor and left.
If the Irish have so much damn luck, how come I see WAY more Asian people than Irish people in Vegas? Riddle me that.