So, whilst I was whoring at Wal-Mart, stocking the freezers with crappy pot pies, this guy walks by pushing a shopping cart. His daughter, surely no more than five, if even that, is sitting in the little seat of the cart and singing "Don't You Want Me, Baby?"
I shit you not.
Now, I'm doubled over, trying to keep from crying out with laughter, and I'
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