When you finally have money, Walmart is seriously a toy store for grown ups. A cheap, cheap toy store that you want to blow your paycheck on. I just got paid again so my roommates and I made a spontaneous trip at 230AM to Walmart to buy unnecessary toys.
On a little envelope we had scribbled a list of things we need/want and things we were gonna check out for future reference: lysol wipes, light, entertainment, milk, table, garbage bags, tank top, juice, slurpee, vacuum. TV, pineapple juice, undies, cup needles, mex-iCAN hot sauce, shoo rak, cowch, red bull.
So off we go. Three grown ass men stuffed in the vomit car for 30 minutes as we make our way down to Gilroy. Three hours messing around in Walmart. 150 dollars worth of goodies. Get home at 530AM. Tired as hell but it felt good.
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