Small victories in consumerism
It's awesome to roll up into Target drunk and sweaty, with no expectations other than get kitty litter, get toothpaste, get face wash and then leave with a swimsuit (albeit made of mismatched pieces) and skirt off the clearance rack. Plus some little Japanese-looking dishes and black and white star earrings from the $2.50 and $1 bins, respectively.
Labels: shopping
2 Comments:
LMAO...I have never, ever gone to Target and left there with *only* what I went in for.
*Note to self: never go to Target drunk with credit card in possession.*
:)
I usually only drunk shop at the Wal-Mart. Now I know I can spread the wealth. lol
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