Reply #3: I was in there twice. [View All]

Once before I knew how evil it was. However, I ended up not buying anything.

The second time, I went in there with my friend, Steph, because she needed an ATM. We were actually going to the Barnes & Nobles across the parking lot. Wow, what a difference in the customer base! So we stupidly had to walk through the whole fucking place to get to the ATM. Walking back, we pass a family of redneck breeders with a billion inbred looking children. The boy around seven loudly says, "Mommy, are you drunk again?!" Now Steph and I are a dangerous pair. She immediately cracks up into the loudest laughter ever, since she has even less self-control than me. I kept thinking, "don't look at her. Don't look at her." So I look at Steph and start rolling around laughing. She grabbed my hand and we bolted. Once we got outside, we calmed down and realized it was actually really sad.

Haven't been in a Walmart since.