I got a fish aquarium for christmas from my aunt, she took me 2 wal-mart to get some fish for it and this is the story.

My unlce hates wal-mart period. as my aunt hates it cause of the people, the mass of them and they are all stupid and somtimes hatefull.
I went to the place with the giant sign saying LIVE FISH and looked at the fish they had along with the dead ones that were all white and being somtimes eatin and PLAYED with by the other fish/african frogs. I wanted 2 get a betta and one of those fish that looked like gold-fish with cancer under thier eyes(they kickass) but i also wanted a female betta cause i never saw one before.
I asked a worker if they had female betta's and he said they dont carry them somthing somthing i could barely understand him cause he was a REAL A1 student my grandpa would say and i was looking at his teeth cause they were yellow/brown/black and were fucking falling out.
I told my aunt i wasnt gonna buy fish from a place whos workers dont take care of thier own teeth let alone sombody eles fish. We told my granny who wanted 2 come along we were going to wait outside cause the people were pissing my uncle off or somthing. SHe asked why i didnt get my fish and i said i wasnt going 2 give money 2 a giant corporation like this that is begining 2 be a MONOPOLY, she laughed and said "O Dear."
As me and my uncle waited outside it got colder so we waited in the part where the crazy old ladys/men stays and hands out flyers and puts tags on things you are taking back i think they are called like the SMILE GREETERS or somthing gay like that. As we were in that part we realized that WAL-MART's EVER SO SMART CUSTOMERS were leaving through the enter part and coming in through the exit. WHAT THE FUCK i bet a good 45% of people going in and out took the wrong way. I asked my uncle if we should point at the exit sign for the people leaving 2 see the BLAZE ORANGE SIGN the same color you vest is suppose 2 be while hunting so you dont get shot. He said yea so Me and my uncle scott were pointing at the exit sign till my aunt got mad. He played that one machine where you get a bear or somthin with that metal claw. As 2 brothers one like 5 other like 13 or14 were looking under the games and pop machines for coins. Beliece it or not the little one found enough 2 play quite a few games their, he was playing 75% of the time i was waiting. When my uncle got done people were still walking through the wrong doors, so i was like,"HEY scott is exit spelled E-X-I-T?" He was like "YEA I THINK IT IS. WAIT YEA..IT IS." as people walked through the wrong way.

whatdumbfucks

Over the time of hating the corporate bastards WAL-MART I have found many people who follow along with me. Among the THOUSANDS of Wal-Mart hating website I have found just on the YAHOO search engine.(many of them saying he is the anti-christ) Many of them I have found around my area. Dustin Ashmores dad despises them cause they take away the American workers jobs. Mr. Gates doesnt like them for many reasons, one being the aisles aren't as big as TARGETS. And some people just plain hate them cause it is CORPORATE SHIT. And others dont like them cause Wal-MART is part of the Democrat party.
Mr. Gates told me a few things such as Wal-Mart says their products are all American made, when they are made in China.
LIARS.
US has their things made in China cause the exchange rate in China is 8.3 to one and the Chinese get paid $0.60-$0.70 an hour. They are making shitloads of money. Now if they make it in shittier countries even worse than comunists bastards China.

THE SITE BELOW SAYS
Sam Walton is the antichrist.
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ITS KINDA FUNNY

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How Wal-Mart FUCTS YOU OVER

Wal-Mart does not own its inventory. The company doesnt get its money until the item is sold. Thats why they have so much inventory. One way Wal-Mart screws you over i found out recently is when they get items such as mouthwash or hairspray or somthing that says 20% more for the same price. What they do i found out is put the items all around the store like in the front and all stacked up so you can barely get fuckin around it with a big sign saying on sale. You think you are getting a bargain. But if you go look in the aisle that sells it they have the item with the 20% more for the same price. My grandpa told me this when he went 2 buy his beloved SlimFast, he went in the aisle and saw it came with an extra can. Sneaky little bastards aren't they?

I did not do this i got it off the internet.
I wish I did, but i didn't. Please read on its really funny what this guy did 2 Wal-Mart

when a Wal-Mart was built in my town. Even worse, it turned out that their phone number was similar to my own. Almost immediately, my phone was jammed with calls from customers who tried, unsuccessfully, to dial the Wal-Mart number from memory.


For a while, I was tormented by these people. I mean, there is nothing like being jarred awake on a Saturday morning by an old woman who wants to know how much plastic serving trays cost, especially when you tell her that she has the wrong number and she calls back a minute later just to be sure she has the wrong number. After a few days of this nonsense, I decided that it was time to turn on the old Mindfuck charm. From then on, when callers said, "Is this...Wal-Mart?" I would say, "Yes it is! How may I help you?" in my most plastic, public relations voice. From there, I let my evil creativity flow.

Caller: Are those plants on your sidewalk for sale?

Me: I'm glad you asked. Today is customer appreciation day. Those plants are free gifts that we are giving to the community as a way of thanking everyone for shopping at Wal-Mart.

Caller: They're free?!

Me: Sure! Just pull your car up in front of the store and load as many as you want into your trunk!

People really believed they were talking to a Wal-Mart employee. They didn't suspect a prank because, after all, they called me.

I tried to make a game of this situation by seeing how many different ways I could mess with my unfortunate callers. It seemed like I could accomplish two things by doing this: I could annoy the people who were wasting my time and I could chase customers away from Wal-Mart (thereby severing their pact with Satan).

Lady: I tried to use my credit card at your store earlier today and it was rejected. When I thought about it, it didn't seem fair. Why did you reject my card?

Me: Have you had a credit problem in our store before?

Lady: Well, I had problems in other Wal-Marts but never in yours.

Me: So, we are supposed to let you rip-off all of our outlets before we should reject your credit?

Lady: But I just wanted to buy a few small items....

Me: Listen, lady, you had better straighten up and fly right.

Lady: But I only wanted a few things....

Me: You have already abused your shopping privileges with us. From now on, you are banned from Wal-Mart! I will personally send your driver's license photo to every Wal-Mart across the country. If we see you in one of our stores we will have our security staff escort you off the property!

Lady: Are you kidding me?!

Me: Listen, lady; DON'T FUCK WITH WAL-MART! People who cause trouble for us tend to disappear...if you know what I mean.

After a while, I became bored with these tactics. Like a drug addict, I needed to take things to another level in order to keep the high going. I knew that I was getting out of hand but at that point I didn't care.

I started telling callers that they would receive 25 percent off their next Wal-Mart purchase if they'd answer a few survey questions that would allow us to get a "general customer profile" on the community. Nobody passed on this offer.

The questions started innocently enough. I asked things like, "How often do you shop at Wal-Mart? Do you live within five miles of a Wal-Mart?" and "How many times a year do you buy cough medicine?" Things slowly digressed, however, with questions like, "Have you suffered from diarrhea in the last 12 months?" and "Would you describe your menstrual flow as mild, medium, or heavy?" (I would ask this question regardless of the caller's gender).

Amazingly, all my callers answered these questions. I don't think they would have shared such personal information with me if I asked them outright but they were happy to tell me all kinds of things if I worked my way into it gradually (they really wanted that 25 percent discount!).

Once I had my victims where I wanted them, I was able to do a little improvisation. I would follow up the more innocuous questions with pissers like:

"Would you rather look bad or smell bad?"

"What is your sexual orientation?"

"Have you ever been a member of a Communist organization that is dedicated to the overthrow of the American government?"

"Are you circumcised?"

"Did you ever suspect that aliens have planted listening devices in your head so your thoughts can be broadcast to foreign governments?"

"When was the last time you engaged in oral sex?"

Of course, these questions confounded my callers. They usually asked me why I was asking for such unusual information. To this, I either said, "Wal-Mart needs to know these things. Don't worry about why we need to know these things. We just need to know." Or I said, "It will help us to better serve your needs." I promptly followed this reassurance with a ridiculous question like "How often do you masturbate?"

This kind of thing went on for three years before Wal-Mart changed their number. In the meantime, they lost a lot of customers as a result poor public relations. Now these shoppers have to go elsewhere to meet their cat toy and spandex needs. It's a shame, really.

FUCK WAL-MART

It was just the other week end when I went to Cedar Rapids with my grandparents. My grandpa doesn't like going to Zip Mart to get gas cause they never talk too him and he thinks they sell drugs in there. He doesn't like the workers at Casey's or Grieders cause they are pricks. The only place he gets gas is at CO-OP or at Wal-Mart. Both these places you can use a card and never see another person except another customer. As you can tell my grandpa and I arn't people persons.
So we were in CR so i can get a new guitar amp (in which i did) and my grandpa stoped at Wal-Mart too get gas. While waiting in the car i saw a mentally retarded guy(literally) walking all over the parking lot and i started freakin' out like what the fuck is he doin then i realized he was a worker who cause of EQUAL OPPORTUNITY Wal-Mart has to hire him. Now i felt sorry for the poor guy cause he was put on the shittiest job they could give him; and thats to bring all the shopping carts in the store. He had to go in and out of the lanes and fish the carts out of the parking spaces, in the place where they are supposed too be, and from the fuckin' road or lane. Which was left there probably from some stupid fucker who is too lazy too put it in the corrale which is less than fifteen feet away. Yes thats right fifteen fuckin' feet guaruntee its less than 20ft at the most cause Wal-Mart knows that its shoppers are fat fuckin trailer trash. Now i used to not hate Wal-Mart i mean they have cheap playstation games though Target is the best store EVER. But ever since the knew Wal-Mart came in all the fat fuckers in thier K-Mart sweatpants. I hate these slobs who don't walk on the right side of the isle and drive thier god-damn motorized RASCALS (TM) around. My great grandma who is going on 94 two days after my b-day (next months rant will be about birthdays)doesn't even use one of those when she goes there. Also they edit thier CD's which wouldn't bother me if back in 98-97 when i bought the limp bizkit CD they didnt have it written on the CD or anywhere around the whole mother fuckin store. Took it out in the car and listened two stuck everthing's ok then i listened to faith and it goes "get the _____ up!" what the fuck is that i screamed after the third time i played it over and wiped the cd off finally my sister said that they edit some cds. Not they have a little thing that says edited on SOME CD's at the BARCODE. Who the fuck looks at the barcode? And they don't even put it on all CD's. My sister bougth the KoRn issues CD which didnt have the edited on it yet and the Kid Rock Cd devil without a coase, and Limp Bizkit significant other which did have the edited on it. My sister bought the CD's again at Target but was really fuckin pissed as would of I, as i AM. In fact go too the if you Silence me section and write to ROCK OUT CENSORSHIP get a pamphlet or send money or do both. I hate the workers there too; nutty fuckin things or fat women named Staci who are balding. I am gonna stop shopping there and i ask you too also TARGET rules.

I KNOW ITS ONLY ONE PERSON BUT ITS RIGHT FOR THE RECIPE.

I will stop bitchin' about Wal-Mart. I hate fuckin wal-mart.