Here's the deal. A few weeks ago Wal Mart pissed me off cause they wouldn't let me take enough bags for the stuff I had bought. See, there was a long line behind me, and I just told the lady to throw everything in the cart and I'd bag it myself at the car -- but the old bat wouldn't let me take enough bags, so I ended up having to pack half the shit into my house bagless. Bitch.
Now I've decided to make it my life's mission to take as many f#$king bags from WM as I possibly can. I try to always go through the self-checkers, and when nobody is looking, I'll grab as big a chunk of the still-stuck-together bags and cram them in my one merchandise bag. I love the freshly stuck bags cause there's like a couple hundred packed into a 1/2 inch space
![Big Grin :D :D](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7)
. I bet I've got a couple thousand bags, and counting, at least.
So you can thank
me the next time one of you jackasses, or significant others, whines about the cost at your local WM -- ol' Mav is just doing his part to stick it to the man and drive up their costs so they can pass it along to the rest of you rubes. Enjoy, suckers.