by Gina Valley
I was so WalMart today that they should have slapped one of their yellow smileys on my butt.
I don’t know what it is that affects me, but for some reason when I’m going to the Big Red Box, I change and comb my hair. But, when I’m going to the Big Blue Box, I just check my shirt for large stains.
I guess the Big Blue Giant is a more relaxed place.