Today I shopped at Walmart and filled my cart plumbed full. From toilet paper, to tea bags, from lipstick, to rolls. I really fucking hate the place because it's a madhouse. Although I really need new panties I sure do like that blouse. By the time I'm all done shopping and my cart becomes too hard to push. I'll find a checkout lane to start scanning all this stuff. I wanted to spend only $50, but instead I spent $109. Did I mention I hate Walmart and their long goddamn lines. The place just ain't the same and hasn't been for years. I should have went to the isle with booze to pick up a case of beers. Oh, Walmart I truly hate you. It's different now that I'm no kid. I guess once you grow up, the joy of Walmart becomes the past.
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