Posted by: rudekitty | September 25, 2009

Some Friday moron blogging

While I figure out who’s going to get the Golden Hairball Award for this week, let’s go to our local repository for inbred white trash no-taste cretins. I am talking about, of course, Wally World, or “Wal-Mart” as it prefers to call itself (wait, how the fuck can a store call itself anything, since when do stores have mouths?!).

The hilarious thing about visiting Wal-Mart is observing the styles. They tend towards mullets, wife-beaters, and shortie cut-off jeans shorts that went out of fashion somewhere around the time disco started becoming popular. It’s like the white trash uniform, generally showing off flabby untoned arms and a lot of pasty hairy skin. Of course, not all of these inbred motherfuckers have enough hair for mullets. Like this guy

It should be illegal to be that stylish!

It should be illegal to be that stylish!


I assume that this is his car parked outside. He just popped into Wal-Mart to get a butcher knife and some rendering scissors so he could cook some dinner:
Road Kill: It's what's for dinner

Road Kill: It's what's for dinner


Aye, a dinner fit for a kitty…

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