I hate black Friday and I don't blame others for hating it now. Here I am in Wal-mart at 3 o'clock in the fucking morning. What am I doing here you might ask? Wrestling a fat old lady yelling in Spanish for a taco maker.
Why? Because I'm hopelessly in love with Clyde Donavan, an emotional, adorable, loving, funny, taco addict. So I hauled my butt out of our nice, cozy bed at 2:30 a.m. to buy my boyfriend a taco maker.
How did this all come about you may wonder? Clyde and I were on our living room couch watching this really cool show called Worlds Dumbest, when an advertisement came on for a new taco machine.
Clyde was instantly glued to the T.V screen; he insisted that I go buy it for him on black Friday. Why? He said 1st off it was the most amazing thing that hit the planet (besides the taco itself) and 2nd because he gave me THE LOOK. You know, the ones little puppies give their owners when they want attention, you know, the one face no one, not even Cartman could refuse.
Anyways, I flicked off that goddamn T.V for giving the black Friday idea to my dearest Clyde. Because we both know, if Clyde wants it, he'll find a way to get it from me. Even when it means driving all the way to North Park at 3 a.m. and fight a fatass to get it.
When I finally got to the cash register after fighting the old woman and waiting in a mile long line. I was checked out and free to go home. As soon as I'm handed my bag, I thank the cashier and walk outa that hellhole.
Damn I better get some when I get home.
Ok so let me explain I hate black Friday shopping last year I had to get up at 1:30 to shower and ride a hour away to Omaha with my mom to get her an I pod nano. Why me well cause she is old and slow, plus she got knee problems and sucks with Tec stuff. I got to eat at I hop as my thank you so it worked out. The taco maker though is not invented but by my word I will invent it or talk someone else into it. The puppy thing well my cat pulls that look on me and I stop reading or typing my stories to give her attention till she bites me to stop. She's a beetch. Oh and thanking the cashier well I did that. After we got checked out I turned to her and said. You must hate this and are ready to kill yourself, I would be too it's ok we all would. I'm horrible aint I. Btw world's dumbest awesomest show ever after South Park of course.