It started off well.
I hit the Pharmacy to refill a prescription and had a relaxing time perusing the Christmas aisles while waiting for the pharmacy.
Prescription in hand, I headed out to the local Craft store humming a Christmas tune and plotting decorating ideas in my head.
La la la la.
La la la la...
Oh my. Lotsa people out and about today...
Dee dum dee dooooo
Dum diddly deeee...
Ooooh! Look at all the neat Christmas stuff!
la la la...
Oh, 'scuse me.
I'm sorry. If I just need to get over to this...
Just let me grab this....
OMG Peeps! MUST you ALL stand in the middle aisle?!
sorry sorry...let me just...
Where are the freakin christmas balls?!
OMG its crowded in here.
Sweet Jesus, just let me find the stupid christmas balls and I'm outta...
Oops sorry didn't mean to bump into you.
Good Lord that kids got a pair of lungs on him.
Oh sorry! 'scuse me!
Where the frack are the &%#! Christmas BALLS!
'scuse me, Ma'am? Where are the Christmas balls?
I can't believe she just freakin' blew right by me!
OK. Can't find Christmas balls...gonna use gold packages instead.
Now let me just pay for...
The line starts...WHERE?!
sweet Josephine. I'm never getting out of here.
Why isn't this line MOVING?!
Sweet mother of...is she pulling out a checkbook?
Who freakin pays with checks anymore?
oh sweet lord. I'm gonna die in here.
Archaeologists will dig up my bones and be mystified as to how a person died standing up without a sign of mortal woundage.
Yes yes. Merry Christmas to you, Ma'am.
Yes yes. I found everything I needed.
'cept the freakin' christmas balls!
Here's a note my Peeps.
Never ever EVAHR
go out Christmas shopping on the weekend.
ever ever ever EVER.