Why must you bring your whole damn family with you to Wal-Mart and talk to rest of the hood on the phone while you are supposed to be shopping? Why? Why? Why?
Of course, my sanity could be questioned for going there today, but I love my mama and she needed some stuff! She has no clue how bad I hate going there any day, but most especially THIS day. Ok....it's done and I'm not going back! Merry Christmas! I'll get over it. but I'm traumatized!
