Salsa!

Last night we were baby free so we went to Wal-Mart and stocked up since there was nothing to eat in our house. Everyone else in town was there too.

The couple arguing in the produce.
The lonely guy conversing with himself.
The lady with the baby dressed in a hot pink bunny suit.
And the guy who gets in your way and then stares at you like you’re in his, even though he’s just wandering around drinking a can of pop.
Ahhh….Wal-Mart.

We were turning out of an aisle and almost collided with some guy. We must have been on the chip aisle because instead of saying “excuse me” Brian said “salsa”.

So now that’s what I say. Just because it cracks me up.