
Maybe your Wal-Marts in Nevada aren't the cheap garbage that it is over here. Here in Florida Wal-Mart is a place where all the wierd people go and all they have to buy is cheap garbage. If you have anymore to say about Wal-Mart please post it in the "New Store" thread.Not surprising. Fairfax County is stinkin' rotten with liberals. I used to live about an hour west of there, in rural Virginia. I always hated going anywhere near "the city," as we called it, referring to Washington, DC. Fairfax ain't Washington, but you can smell the political correctness from there. Fairfax is so PC, you have to mow your grass if your neighbor mows his because it will not put forth a pretty picture if his grass is short and yours is long. You can't park your own car in your own driveway overnight, again, because it won't look pretty. They have their heads so far up their tokhuses there, they don't know day from night. The problem of head-in-rectum disease being so common to the East Coast is why I moved to Nevada almost three years ago. We have the gall to own guns here-- and use them, as well. How unPC!!!
I love Walmart, murjax. Right now, I have to drive 55 miles round trip to go to one. In a few months, one will open less than two miles from me. What's not to like? Right now, I have to pay double what Waltermart charges for a can of soup at the local grocery store. And wait in long lines while over half the registers are closed. Can't wait until about Labor Day!!
I had a short, direct, three-word reply for Bjorn, but good taste does not allow me to put it here. Arnold Schwarzenegger used the phrase in the original "Terminator" movie when he needed clothes. He had just come through the time portal. He was buck nekkid. He demanded of the two filthy cretins: "Your clothes-- give them to me." The cretins disagreed, but were soon quickly persuaded to provide them, although not voluntarily. Y'all remember what he said, don't ya?
You know what, I'm thinking of going over there to Virginia and start doing high fives and hand shakes in that particular school. Then, when I'm confronted with the law, I'm gonna give them the following remark to see how they respond:
"If touching of any kind is forbidden, then you'll be in trouble too for touching me."
It's not a law, just a school rule...
Actually, I go to school in Loudoun County VA which is right next to Fairfax county (where this handshake thing happened), and at my school we are forbidden to wear chains, long/big necklaces, or spikes as they are all considered "gang paraphernalia". Also, if our pants hang too low, the Vice principal personally gives us a rope to use as a belt. Oh, and if we where anything "inapporpriate" we have to change into our stinky gym uniforms for the remainder of the day. One kid got introuble cause he wore a shirt that said "Thats a big shrimp" on the back.....
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