A vile cesspit of disease and contagion, where you can find single mums yelling at their kids, people coughing in your face, and fatass lardbuckets that drive around on little scooters because if they take three steps, they collapse over to their side, begging for food(prefably MIckey D's).
I caught Influenza after an 67 year old dried up relic coughed in my face at Wal*Mart.
A 600 pound whale of a person fused to a small scooter that goes regularly for food at the Mcdonald's. A shotgun blast to the face fixes these things.
I nearly got run over by one of those Walmart Creatures, Alex. Dammit.
Buy a
Walmart Creature
mug!