Thursday, June 15, 2006

The Wal-Mart Greeter Lady

Don't ya just hate her guts?

You feel crappy enough just walking into this FilthFactory named Wal-Mart...you certainly don't need Grandma Walton welcoming you in.

Hey Granny, go do something useful with the last few years of your life. Maybe even straigten up a rack or two.

I like Target.

8 comments:

Clinky said...

This is why x-ray vision is the best super-power.

Anonymous said...

Robot DickHead

I Ain't No Oprah said...

But Target is SO clean....

Cake said...

Walmart enforces morning group cheers.

Say no more.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for crushing my spirit!
No smiley face sticker for you.

Lois Lane said...

I'm with NoOprah on this one.

After shopping at Wal-Mart, I always feel grumpy. But Target makes me feel all warm and happy inside.

Plus, at Target, they don't complain if you leave a baby stroller behind. Heck, if you leave a baby behind, the Target Dog will raise it as his own, no questions asked.

Anonymous said...

Man, you´re a sourpuss. A crosspatch. A Mr. Twisty Britches. A Scowlnik. Just on behalf of the sweet little old lady, I´m going to pay for your tuition to Vacation Bible School.

Go to Lake Sunapee and be baptized in the healing waters.

Anonymous said...

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