watch Wal-Mart burn to the ground

I’m convinced that each Wal-Mart store is actually a direct portal to hell. The trash that I encounter every time I make a five-minute trip to Wally World for a loaf of Bunny Bread makes me really fear for the future of the human race. Go to Target and see the difference—Wal-Mart is some kind of magnet for weirdos, morons, and inbred rednecks. And it’s so freaking loud in there… I have a headache nearly every time I leave the store. I’m not even going to get into the business ethics of the Wal-Mart corporation itself. Let’s just say that I really, really hate Wal-Mart.