Walmart Has Been Exposed!!!!
So, after much praying to the Firefox gods, I think that I have this picture upload crashing thing handled. So, on with the show!
Now, as you all may now, I've been empowered by my fellow blogger Jennifer to go out into the unknown and perilous lands known as Gay Walmart. So, under the guise of shopping for pop (that's soda for those in the South) and birthday gifts for a 3 year old, I used my camera phone to take this startling and horrifying photos of The Truth.
May the gods protect us from the evils that I'm about to show you....
So, when you first walk into the door you see this disastrous concoction laying on the floor. This brew has been used for generations by The Gays to turn our fellow straight men into one of Them.

I mean, the shame of Walmart! They even used their great powers of Roll Back Prices to make it even more affordable for The Gays!
Still, I ventured a bit further and I stumbled across a staple that every gay man needs for the weekend.

Every gay man needs the essential party dress to live it up during the weekend, doing those disgusting things that they do in their "Activity Centers."
And, what gay boy can wear their exquisite party dress and not have any bling to go with it.

And, what queen, when buying a new party dress from Walmart, wouldn't buy a new pair of shoes to match the dress perfectly?

And, we can't forget the lesbians. Walmart calls to them too, don't you forget!

Walmart has the latest styles for the lesbians! What lesbian wouldn't wanna dress herself in the latest George flannel shirt collection?
And, for those of you that don't think that Walmart is catering to the children. Well, I have proof for you!

They are out to create little lesbians out of our children!
Now, I beg and plead with all of you. Run, Run away from your local Walmart! Think of the future of this country. And think of the future of your children!

Now I know what to avoid when I go to Wal-Mart and I will tell all my Baptist friends to stay away from the flannel shirts. I shall begin praying immediately that this filth will be removed from the shelves at once so our innocent children will be corrupted no more!!
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Kiki, I lived in Virginia (Richmond, to be exact) and they actually called it both, "soda and coke." I kept on being corrected when I would ask for a pop, so I freaked out one time, screaming "I'll always be a Yankee!!!" Strangely, soon after that I had to leave and come back to Ohio. I tell people it was because of a verbally abusive boyfriend...but really I was thrown out of the state. Well, not so much thrown as chased by the KKK. tee hee. (Comment this)