Topic: Walmart
Anonymous A started this discussion 6 years ago #94,603
First, I have to say I hate WalMart. I hate the store, I hate the mutants who frequent that place to shop, and I hate the Walton family.
I was forced to go to WallyWorld *blurgh* to pick something up one day *burp*, and was waiting in line to check out *gag*. Now, I'm hating everything and everyone because I'm in there, and all I can see is hate, and blood, and death. So I'm impatiently waiting a few feet back from the customer in front of me when I hear a noisy, foul mouthed group, presumably a family of sorts, come up behind me. While I'm standing there I'm just absent mindedly looking around, and I turn and look behind me. What is clamoring behind me is a pod of the most raucous, nastiest, dirtiest, greasiest foul looking sea of grime and cellulite I've ever had the displeasure of being in close proximity to. Then the smell of unwashed bodies begins wafting by. I don't even want to describe it because it makes my stomach tighten simply thinking about it.
Anyway, as I'm standing there trying to put myself into a happier place by way of a little self hypnosis, I didn't realize the line had moved up a person or two. WalMart always seems to have a lack of cashiers at their stations, so the lines are pretty long. At the time, one of the creatures behind me, an enormous foul waste of flesh sitting in one of the store motorized transporters rolls her eyes, and proceeds to hurry around to cut in front of me. However, she also runs over my foot while doing so, and between the weight of the motorized wheelchair combined with her approximately 400lbs frame, I could feel my pinky toe crunch and break.
Feeling the jet of blinding pain course up my leg to my brain, I immediately flew into a rage, screaming at the top of my lungs. I have a very commanding voice, and didn't initially notice the entire front of the store stopped dead in its tracks hearing me go completely off my rocker. I insulted them, their filth, their inbred lineage, lack of hygiene practices, education, that she just couldn't wait to get home and gorge on the twenty boxes of Little Debbie cakes and cookies in her cart, everything I could possibly think of. The string of 110 decibel insults and expletives which poured from my mouth surprised even me, but I was in pain and not myself. I also told the massively offensive foulness in the wheelchair that she just broke my toe with her move, and that if she didn't get back behind me…far behind me, I was going to knock her huge ass to the floor and beat her and her brood to death with the wheelchair she just used in an attempt to amputate my toe. She returned to her former place in line, and the entire group quietly stayed ten feet behind me.
There wasn't a detectible sound or a movement in the entire viewable store for at least thirty seconds. You could've heard a moth fart at 50 paces. It was my turn to check out, so I quietly apologized to the gal at the register, paid for my items and limped painfully out of the store, all the while completely aware of the dozens of eyes following me. Before I got into my car a man and his wife came over to me and told me my tirade was the most amazing thing they'd ever heard, and everybody was both impressed and thought I was a complete psychopath.
That was the last time I ever went to WalMart. I will crawl naked, on my hands and knees, over hot coals and ground glass, during the middle of winter to go to Target before I willingly walk into that horrific cesspool of a store called WalMart again.
I was forced to go to WallyWorld *blurgh* to pick something up one day *burp*, and was waiting in line to check out *gag*. Now, I'm hating everything and everyone because I'm in there, and all I can see is hate, and blood, and death. So I'm impatiently waiting a few feet back from the customer in front of me when I hear a noisy, foul mouthed group, presumably a family of sorts, come up behind me. While I'm standing there I'm just absent mindedly looking around, and I turn and look behind me. What is clamoring behind me is a pod of the most raucous, nastiest, dirtiest, greasiest foul looking sea of grime and cellulite I've ever had the displeasure of being in close proximity to. Then the smell of unwashed bodies begins wafting by. I don't even want to describe it because it makes my stomach tighten simply thinking about it.
Anyway, as I'm standing there trying to put myself into a happier place by way of a little self hypnosis, I didn't realize the line had moved up a person or two. WalMart always seems to have a lack of cashiers at their stations, so the lines are pretty long. At the time, one of the creatures behind me, an enormous foul waste of flesh sitting in one of the store motorized transporters rolls her eyes, and proceeds to hurry around to cut in front of me. However, she also runs over my foot while doing so, and between the weight of the motorized wheelchair combined with her approximately 400lbs frame, I could feel my pinky toe crunch and break.
Feeling the jet of blinding pain course up my leg to my brain, I immediately flew into a rage, screaming at the top of my lungs. I have a very commanding voice, and didn't initially notice the entire front of the store stopped dead in its tracks hearing me go completely off my rocker. I insulted them, their filth, their inbred lineage, lack of hygiene practices, education, that she just couldn't wait to get home and gorge on the twenty boxes of Little Debbie cakes and cookies in her cart, everything I could possibly think of. The string of 110 decibel insults and expletives which poured from my mouth surprised even me, but I was in pain and not myself. I also told the massively offensive foulness in the wheelchair that she just broke my toe with her move, and that if she didn't get back behind me…far behind me, I was going to knock her huge ass to the floor and beat her and her brood to death with the wheelchair she just used in an attempt to amputate my toe. She returned to her former place in line, and the entire group quietly stayed ten feet behind me.
There wasn't a detectible sound or a movement in the entire viewable store for at least thirty seconds. You could've heard a moth fart at 50 paces. It was my turn to check out, so I quietly apologized to the gal at the register, paid for my items and limped painfully out of the store, all the while completely aware of the dozens of eyes following me. Before I got into my car a man and his wife came over to me and told me my tirade was the most amazing thing they'd ever heard, and everybody was both impressed and thought I was a complete psychopath.
That was the last time I ever went to WalMart. I will crawl naked, on my hands and knees, over hot coals and ground glass, during the middle of winter to go to Target before I willingly walk into that horrific cesspool of a store called WalMart again.
Anonymous B joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 7 minutes later[^] [v] #1,069,591
Did you, perchance, accuse them of supporting Trump?
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Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 18 seconds later, 7 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,592
Oh ok everything should be about you.
Syntax joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 0 seconds later, 7 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,593
Couple3 years ago I promised Meta I wood go and try Walmart - Will one day get around to it - A quick skim of your post tells me to go even slower with such.
Anonymous C replied with this 6 years ago, 1 minute later, 8 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,595
Syntax replied with this 6 years ago, 7 minutes later, 16 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,596
@previous (C)As I C's it - U R typical Fast Food Obese Member of MC that at best gets off ur chair only to go to the bathroom and of course to still allow your mom to feed and shelter you. SoU being Overweight and lazy and a confirmed for life INCEL.
Now sure I based on my relatives may only live 25 years or so more - Yet be sure even JUST ONE MORE YEAR OF Life will B filled With Joy Happiness - Surfing - Dancing and Hugs lots of Hugs and even Kisses from a Sweet Gal who's name I may never NO -
What R the chances that U will ever get kissed by a Lovely Girl or have her call out to YOU and ask U if you will Please her for about 6 minutes or more
It is NOT about Much Time Left - It's always been about the Joy of Time Currently and any hours over the Current so I can Enjoy Surfing my Ocean a Blue later and Since Surf is going HIGH HIGHER - AND 2NITE 2NITE 2NITE - Dancing the Nite Away for a Friday
Buy hey enjoy your evening on MC
Anonymous A (OP) replied with this 6 years ago, 38 minutes later, 55 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,609
Anonymous B replied with this 6 years ago, 21 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,621
Anonymous E joined in and replied with this 6 years ago, 40 minutes later, 1 hour after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,630
@1,069,596 (Syntax)
Here’s what you said:
• Anonymous C is overweight.
• You’re going to surf for another quarter of a century.
• Sex only lasts for a few minutes.
• You’re going to dance tonight.
None of these things has anything to do with the topic.
Here’s what you said:
• Anonymous C is overweight.
• You’re going to surf for another quarter of a century.
• Sex only lasts for a few minutes.
• You’re going to dance tonight.
None of these things has anything to do with the topic.
Anonymous A (OP) replied with this 6 years ago, 1 minute later, 1 hour after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,634
Syntax replied with this 6 years ago, 17 minutes later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,641
@1,069,630 (E)
> Here’s what you said:
>
> • Anonymous C is overweight.
Odds of any random MC poster being OUT OF SHAPE and Overweight are Extremely High
> • You’re going to surf for another quarter of a century. Doubt That Odds are that in about 5-9 years I will slow down and then down unless Shark eats me B4
> • Sex only lasts for a few minutes.
You need reading 101 as I said
> What R the chances that U will ever get kissed by a Lovely Girl or have her call out to YOU and ask U if you will Please her for about 6 minutes or more
Not NOT Sex - Dancing in my case and I cannot think of any other event where a Gal I have never met is going to ask me for something Unless like on the hiking trail where she has a blister and needs my FirstAid attention - Usually I am the one to offer such a person -
> • You’re going to dance tonight.
Given for you the option is MC or MC or only MC but perhaps your MoM has other options 4 Ur Friday nite like going to a movie with her
>
> None of these things has anything to do with the topic.
OP did say
> That was the last time I ever went to WalMart. I will crawl naked, on my hands and knees, over hot coals and ground glass, during the middle of winter to go to Target before I willingly walk into that horrific cesspool of a store called WalMart again.
AND in fact I have been to Target a number of tymes
@previous (A)
> And none of them are true.
Well OP at least U have given Me more reasons 2Avoid Walmart and I thank U 4Such
> Here’s what you said:
>
> • Anonymous C is overweight.
Odds of any random MC poster being OUT OF SHAPE and Overweight are Extremely High
> • You’re going to surf for another quarter of a century. Doubt That Odds are that in about 5-9 years I will slow down and then down unless Shark eats me B4
> • Sex only lasts for a few minutes.
You need reading 101 as I said
> What R the chances that U will ever get kissed by a Lovely Girl or have her call out to YOU and ask U if you will Please her for about 6 minutes or more
Not NOT Sex - Dancing in my case and I cannot think of any other event where a Gal I have never met is going to ask me for something Unless like on the hiking trail where she has a blister and needs my FirstAid attention - Usually I am the one to offer such a person -
> • You’re going to dance tonight.
Given for you the option is MC or MC or only MC but perhaps your MoM has other options 4 Ur Friday nite like going to a movie with her
>
> None of these things has anything to do with the topic.
OP did say
> That was the last time I ever went to WalMart. I will crawl naked, on my hands and knees, over hot coals and ground glass, during the middle of winter to go to Target before I willingly walk into that horrific cesspool of a store called WalMart again.
AND in fact I have been to Target a number of tymes
@previous (A)
> And none of them are true.
Well OP at least U have given Me more reasons 2Avoid Walmart and I thank U 4Such
Anonymous E replied with this 6 years ago, 6 minutes later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,069,643
@previous (Syntax)
Here’s what you said:
• Somebody here is probably overweight.
• You bring a first aid kid when you go hiking.
• I’m bringing my mother to a theater.
• You’ve been to a Target.
What an impertinent load of rubbish!
Here’s what you said:
• Somebody here is probably overweight.
• You bring a first aid kid when you go hiking.
• I’m bringing my mother to a theater.
• You’ve been to a Target.
What an impertinent load of rubbish!
