Wal-Mart is Satan.
The mom in this situation is a helluva lot nicer than me. I would have kicked the security guard's balls up to his ears. Soprano would have been a few octaves too low for his voice after I finished.
Gotta love The Consumerist's tag on it, though I think "douche bag" is a bit too gentle.
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007
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