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...|
Baby wipes? 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...