So, I went to Wal*Mart yesterday, and my god I wasn't suprised. Go to there on a saturday afternoon when all of the low lifes are out. I walk in the door and to my left there is some fat ass bitch stuffin' her face with poppy-cock, and to my right a fat old man that smelled of cheap cologne. As I proceed to the pharmacy (quickly so I can get the hell out fast) I noticed an employee sitting down on a bench with her head in her hands looking like she was contimplating suicide. Then is was back to the checkout line passing midget like things, hillbillies and three young kids that looked like Shaggy from scooby doo. When I reached the checkout, even the express line was huge. So I opted for lane 7. As I stood in line 7, I noticed the checker, "Carol," was an elderly fat bar-fly looking thing with jet black dyed hair. She was having to do some kind of price check on a baby carrier for a redneck dressed in his best (ripped jeans, dirty flannel and carhart coat) while the rest of us waited patiently. After 10 minute of the line not even moving, I noticed the 105 year old couple behind me had re-located to a checkout that just opened......they of course were using coins as currency, but it was still faster than "Carol" and her price-check.