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Adventures in Wally World

One night while tooling around northern Missouri, I found myself looking for something to do.  I had already visited Amish country, and the trailers that belong to hoarders but had signs that automatically turned them into "antique stores" were closed.  So, I found myself at Wal-Mart.  I was pleasantly surprised to discover that a small town Wal-Mart, despite having a similar floor plan as other locations, has its own unique perks. 

Exhibit A:  The Violated Pajama Jeans


Granted, I've always had a curiousity about these too.  However, there's a little opening on the front of the box that allows you to feel the "fabric" (I use this term loosely).  I guess that wasn't enough for someone; they needed to pull them out of the box in order to get the full Pajama Jeans experience.

Exhibit B:  The Downfall of Britney Spears


Ouch, not only is the Circus Fantasy perfume not selling well, it's on the discount aisle.  Oops, she tanked again.

Exhibit C:  The Awesomeness of Chuck Norris

Yeah, this one's a given, but thankfully Wal-Mart has something for the uninformed:


(Note:  Sorry this one is so hard to see, but I had to act fast before the employees got suspicious of the nut job taking pictures at Wal-Mart.)

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