
My friends and I are popular for taking simple supermarkets and turning them into amusement parks. And they are amusing. We've done everything from running around with blocks of cheese screaming "The time has come!", to going down the checkout lanes with card board TVs. And I do believe one of my friends fell asleep on a futon display. Don't remember who that was though...
Can't do much stupid stuff with my parents with me though. Well, sometimes my dad just adds on by encouraging me or influencing my behavior. Like today we were looking at hunting things (primarily because I didn't want to look at bedding with Judy) and we passed the doors that said
"employees only" you know the ones. Well, my dad dared me to go in, so I looked both ways
before I entered the dead zone, and I waltzed right in. Sure there was lots of fork lifts but nobody questioned me.
Guess I looked like I worked there or something. Employees only...bull shit. I own you all!I didn't stay in there for long though, too much to do else where. My dad laughed his ass off every time I saw Hannah Montana. He loved the sound effects. Judy didn't think I honestly liked her. Boy was she wrong! It must have been gay night because there were guy couples and pairs everywhere. (I put feminine products in one of their carts and walked away). Fo shizzle my dizzle, bitches.
My dad was prowling around the store saying that he could sense Taylor's dad and (as long as he put Seniors face on his) he wouldn't stand a chance. I applauded from a dark corner of the clearance isle. Something really funny happened and I told myself to remember it, but now I can't. Heh, it'll come to me later.
After that, came Menards, which is latin for "Melissa's playground". I've never seen more LCD christmas lights anywhere else excluding Bronners. To make it even better, they played Prince over the loud speaker. So I took the liberty to make my own music video. You can use your imagination and think of me dancing and lip-syncing to "Raspberry Beret". Then when we left and went to Krogers, I stayed in the car and listened to my dads Prince CD with the bass boost up; glancing was in high demand.
Seriously though, it's past midnight, I'm cold, and my neck hurts. Life couldn't be better, haha.
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