*it's a quiet day at the ol' Wal-Mart. That is, until a certain
Skimmer comes swooping in from nowhere... and comes CRASHING right into the women's clothing. From the wreckage emerges a squirrelly blond kid*
.......
I'm okay! Someone tell me I do not have a bra on my head.
*protip: he totally has a bra on his head*