Monday, January 22, 2007

I had a small, teeny-tiny, itsy-bitsy redneck moment this weekend...

The Fetching Mrs. Wookie, the little Wookette, and I had to make a run to the local WalMart Sunday to pick up a few things...

Diapers? Check.
Baby wipes? Check.
Deodorant? Check.
12 guage shotgun shells? Check.

I think the funniest part was that the girl at the register didn't even think twice about it.

I guess diapers and ammunition is a frequent purchase combo at most WalMarts...

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