A couple of the best of "People of Walmart". Wow. Just wow. Makes me want to go get drunk, break out my weirdest outfit and go hang out over there just for yuks. Or find a goofy t-shirt with a WWF reference to go pick up my gallon of Valvoline and package of Depends. Because... Well... Just because.
Nothing says "I'm proud of my family" like glorifying divorce (or death I suppose) on the back of your car for all to see...
