I HEART WalMart!

Where else am I going to see a baby with a spiked mohawk in the middle of the day?

Where else am I going to have a woman with 5 bratty kids glare at me because one of my children dared walk in front of her basket?

Where else am I going to end up boxed in by old people while looking for migraine medicine?

Where else am I going to be able to get Kool-aid AND poison and only have to be approved to by the BATHROOM CLEANER? (Jim Jones eat your heart out.)