the entire 4 hours is spent perusing the aisles of Wal*Mart together.
Love Note to my Big Shooter: Wooo Eeeee!! You sure can show a girl a good time! How'd I get so dang lucky??
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- I live where the wind comes whippin' down the plains with the Big Shooter and two Crumb Snatchers.
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6 comments:
Walmart is all we have in this town so many a "date" has been had within it's walls :)
I've found it doesn't really matter where you are when you are with the one you love best.
-Andrea
Sadly we have been there too. It is just too appealing to shop without the kids!
lol, so is it still a red-neck date if you substitute CostCo for WalMart?
4 hours?!? You are amazing!
FOUR HOURS?! What a date.
I guess those crumbs were tellin' it straight when I saw 'em in the parkin' lot yesterdy! I thought fer sure they was yankin' my one good leg (if yous remember, I got the other blown off over in Nam bangin' under-age whores).
WHOA! Flashback. Sorry, it happens sometimes. Where was i? Oh yeah..
when they said yous two'd been gone fer hours. They was right precious with thar lil' faces beet red & pressed up against the winder of yer '72 El Camino. I knew it was youins car a mile away, heh heh... aint 'nother one like it with them brass kahonas danglin' from the trailer hitch!
Anywho, I thought they was just stickin' thar grubby lil' tongues out at me, but after 4 hours in a locked car on a 90+ degree day, it all makes sense now. Thar poor tongues was probably stuck to that dern winder on account of they was dehydrated.
Big K stopped peddlin' crack out of the single-wide so youins call me the next time you need some alone time. I'll watch them kids fer ya! And tell Bling Shot I gotta coupon for curly fries with his name on it!
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