I go with Mr. Mis to Wal-Mart because I can't find my bathing suit and the little guy can't find one that fits. So, I find one but as I'm trying it on all I hear is a child screaming bloody murder for no reason. I have left my cart in the store and left for such things because that kind of screaming leads to a migraine.
The bathing suit fits and looks good on me according to Mr. Mis and since I'm a sucker for pajamas I go to look at them while Mr. Mis and the little guy goes to look for swimming trunks for the little guy. The screaming continues. I'm about ready to go over there and see if the mother likes me standing next to her screaming. GRRRR!
We finally see the screaming kid and her 6 brothers and sisters. We are not surprised to see the welfare card come out to pay for the over flowing cart of junk food and soda. The mother keeps ignoring the screaming kid and I really want to taze the mother in the face, but Mr. Mis frowns on that.
The bathing suit fits and looks good on me according to Mr. Mis and since I'm a sucker for pajamas I go to look at them while Mr. Mis and the little guy goes to look for swimming trunks for the little guy. The screaming continues. I'm about ready to go over there and see if the mother likes me standing next to her screaming. GRRRR!
We finally see the screaming kid and her 6 brothers and sisters. We are not surprised to see the welfare card come out to pay for the over flowing cart of junk food and soda. The mother keeps ignoring the screaming kid and I really want to taze the mother in the face, but Mr. Mis frowns on that.
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