There's that old story about the know smuggler who used to cross the Mexico California border with a wheelbarrow filled with sand. The customs official who was his arch nemesis would pull him aside and sift through the sand. They did this for two years straight (roughly 700 wheelbarrows of sand) and then the smuggler stopped. SEveral years later, the Customs Official retires and finds the man in a mexican cantina having a tequila.

"There's nothing I can dop now ,tell me what were you smuggling in that sand?"

and the guy answers...

"Nothing, the wheelbarrows were illegal and I was fencing them across the border. Made enough money to retire, too..."

I live close to a WalMart and I am so put off by the driving habits

of the people who go there to shop that I stay as far away as possible.

They drive as if they were on the way to the hospital with a dying child.

Sweetpickle (imported) wrote: Fri Dec 14, 2012 7:53 pm I live close to a WalMart and I am so put off by the driving habits

of the people who go there to shop that I stay as far away as possible.

They drive as if they were on the way to the hospital with a dying child.

...more like they'd run over children to get there...