Why are all these people in Wal Mart on a Sunday?

Hey, it’s fucking snowing again, and why wouldn’t it? I guess it is Sunday and I should have expected no less than another 5″ of snow today. Hell, we almost melted off half an inch on those two days that it actually got above freezing, better replenish it because I could almost see my fucking mailbox again. I guess we did dodge a slight bullet considering that this was supposed to be a rain/freezing rain/sleet event in the first place. I guess snow is slightly better than that. I am finally getting good use out of that John Deere Snow blower that has been collecting dust in the garage the last four winters.

Went to Wal Mart today for a few things; why, because I’m a retard. As a grown man I should know by now that you do not venture into Wal Mart during the afternoon of any day, especially a weekend. There must have been 5,000 people in that fucking store. OK, it was probably more like 120 people, but God Dammit, they were all in my fucking way. I don’t know if you’ve ever felt this way, but every time I tried to duck down another aisle and avoid the clusters of Sunday afternoon visitors I ran into another group. Can’t you bastards go to the restaurant if you want to visit? I swear I just wanted to pick up a stick and hit them. Unfortunately Wal Mart was out of stock of beating sticks, and I didn’t have it in me to ruin a golf club; even a shitty Wal mart golf club.

Speaking of my friends at Wal Mart I found out that I am listed in DMOZ, some new type of search engine. This is what they describe of my little Wal Mart bitch page: Wal Mart Sucks – Complains that Wal-Mart does not sell CDs and tapes with explicit language, despite selling guns, cigarettes, and explicit movies and video games.
Ah; my 15 minutes of fame, right before I get sued.