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and also hate those fucking Mexican keyboards¿¿¿¿¿¿
I am at Puerto Vallarta, our final port of call before returning to Los Angeles.
Right in front of our ship, is the effin´ Walmart Supercenter which made my wife excited. She was yapping WALMART all day, and I told her to shut up. I told her she can get the same crap she gets at home. She refused to listen to me and drop the idea of going to Walmart. Goddamn, what did she do not more than 20 minutes ago, go to Wal'Fucking'Mart. She got the same Chinese made crap that she could have gotten at home, at the same cost. She gets excited about buying Mexican vanilla without coumadin for four friggin dollars for a liter or so. I could have negotitated one down at a flea market right down the road from the ship for the same amount.
Sigh.
Walmart in Puerto Vallarta has gotten so low, to a point, where there are beggars hanging out at Walmart begging for whatever scraps there are.
Yes, you heard me right. BEGGARS AT WALMART BEGGING FOR SCRAPS IN PUERTO VALLARTA!
I am so tired of this crap. I want to blow up every fucking Walmart-owned company because they disgust me, and they´re not willing to help Denver Nuggets stay together. Stan fuckin´ Kroenke is an asshole to the nth degree for not supporting Carmelo Anthony and he is now demanding a trade to a non contender (NY, NJ and Houston) which have jack and fucking shit.
Fuck you Walmart.
Period.
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