I had to go to he doctor this morning. My last chore before I go into full vacation mode (flying out to NC on Sunday morning).
So, afterwards, I go to Target to get my prescriptions filled. And since the dude said it would take 15 minutes to fill, I was quite pleased because that meant I could walk around aimlessly for 15 minutes.
Keep in mind. I have a rare gift of being able to entertain myself very easy. I order myself a San Diego Chargers shirt, I'm happy for days.
CASE IN POINT
So, I was walking around Target, and I figured out that whoever it is manufacturing these toys must be some sort of sick pedophile toymaker.
I mean, how can you justify this:
A Wrist Blaster. Disgusting. Yet the kids are none the wiser.
I'm sure that overly kinky shot wasn't necessary.
Obviously the photographer was a budding sex offender
But, it was weird, because along with the toys for kids, they had some toys for adults mixed in.
If you're still shopping for me, I would greatly much like a sock monkey.
As I perused the store some more, I noticed different issues elsewhere.
This leather jacket you're supposed to put on a dog. I hope this was just a sting operation.
Maybe the Animal Protective Services will be waiting to pounce on whoever would buy this for their dog.
Sick people out there. Everywhere.
But, as for me, I'm going away into the wilderness for a week. Thanksgiving is a special time.
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have a great trip.. and don't get lost :)or eaten by a bear..:-S