Ugh, those lights make me sick.
And is there anything more humiliating than rooting through one of those enormous bins of movies or whatever near the front of the store? You KNOW the one on the fucking banner at the base of the bin is in there somewhere, but everyone snatched up all the obvious ones on top of the heap, so you practically have to go shoulder-deep in search of what is likely the last remaining copy and OH MY GOD I JUST FELT SOMETHING WET UGH UGH FUCK YOU WAL MART
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