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Hey. Thanx again for all your reviews. I still envy all of you who have a good 25, 50, even 100 reviews but 10 or more will suffice. I've got Hiei complaining about something weird but I think it's hilarious. Enjoy!

Problem: Everything comes back to Wal-mart.

You need a baseball glove, go to Wal-mart.

You need Yugioh cards, go to Wal-mart.

You need a car battery, go to Wal-mart.

You need car tires, go to Wal-mart.

You need a car body, go to Wal-mart.

You need seats for this car, go to Wal-mart.

You need an engine for this car, go to Wal-mart.

You need a "How To Build A Car Book", go to Wal-mart.

You need ice cream at 2:00 in the morning, go to Wal-mart.

You need to get away from Kuwabara's complaining, go to Wal-mart.

You want to waste a Sunday afternoon, go to Wal-mart.

You need dog food, go to Wal-mart.

You need a girl/boyfriend, go to Wal-mart.

You need to get out of going to Church, a Wedding, seeing an Opera, etc., go to Wal-mart.

You want to ogle girls/boys, go to Wal-mart.

You need somebody to fix your roof cause you're too lazy to do it yourself, go to Wal-mart.

You want to take your girlfriend somewhere for a date, go to Wal-mart.

You need to mail a letter, go to Wal-mart.

You need to waste some gas, go to Wal-mart.

You need to get out of one of those pointless lectures from your parents/Kurama, go to Wal-mart.

Your grandmother's coming to your house and you need to get away so she'll stop pinching your cheeks (the ones on your face), go to Wal-mart.

You need to take Yusuke someplace so he'll stop picking fights with everyone on the street, go to Wal-mart.

You need someplace to let your dragons exercise and eat people, go to Wal- mart.

Example: One day in like August, I was bored. Kurama was away in Miami so I decided to write him a letter. I went all over my house looking for some paper. Found it. Next I needed a pencil. Found it. So I start writing this letter. 2 words in, my pencil brakes. I have no sharpener, so I went to Wal- mart to buy one. I get back home.

So I finish the letter but I have no envelope, so I hop in my gold Viper with 2 parallel black stripes down the middle, and drive down to Wal-mart. I get home and realize that I have no stamps. Wal-mart, again. I get the stamps and come back home. Only then did I realize that I have no mailbox. Back to Wal-mart. I buy a mailbox and try to set I up outside my house. I need a hammer. Wal-mart once more. Mailbox is set up. I put the letter in it to realize that the mailman does not come to my house cause I didn't have a mailbox. I call up the post office who tells me that I need to go to a local store to confirm the address. To Wal-mart.

Moral: Everything comes back to Wal-mart. Now go to Wal-mart and leave me alone.

Not as funny as I thought it would be. R&R.