Walmart Be Trippin!

Well, let me tell ya ’bout the time I had me a Walmart adventure that was more excitin’ than a possum in a pickle barrel. It all started on a hot summer day down in good ol’ Mississippi, where the air was thick as molasses, and the mosquitos were the size of hummingbirds. I reckon I had me a hankerin’ for some biscuits and gravy, so I hopped in my truck, Old Bessie, and headed…

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