There’s nothing like a good old trip down to Wal-Mart to make your fuckery meter hit code red and burst in delight. Come on, you know you have walked around in that bitch only in hopes of bumping into a tragedy or two. I can always count on finding someone’s mother perusing the frozen food section, wearing a nightie and clutching a Florida Lotto ticket. That’s reason enough for me to head out there on a random weeknight.
Anyway, here are some photos of Wal-Mart shoppers and their variety packs of fun. Don’t forget to bookmark PeopleofWalMart.com for a daily laugh.
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