A couple years ago, I was unfortunate enough to see a naked old man, well half naked, he didn't have pants on, at a Dollar General of all places. The store had to go into lockdown because apparently he was some sort of escaped mentalist island patient or something. Yeah, I saw that ass.

Man, you know you don't give a fuck about anybody's shopping experience. Get the fuck outta here!

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So they say that I say lies man I'm a need those thoughts to be honest

I'm such a munch, I swear to God.

So I see how everybody's either talking about the thighs or their shopping experience but I'm trying to figure out what the frick is going on with them baby wipes on the bed. And I like the cover, like the cover looks like very soft and comfortable. Also, um, shopping experience. I just left Walmart and I was in a parking lot and I was singing my song and I was dancing all the way and I was dancing to the car. This old little man gonna walk up and be like, you got some money boy.