PROM QUEEN

Everyone's favorite unwed teenage mother was out and about on White Trash Wednesday in Mississippi. This shit just writes itself sometimes. To add the white trash frosting onto the white trash cake she was shopping at Wal-Mart. 

Don't get me wrong I fucking love Wal-Mart, especially after around 11 at night because that's when all the local crackhead's come out. I've seen this first hand and it throws you off at first because they are so strung out that they can't focus and talk to whatever or whoever is around. Plus their teeth are always chattering or grinding which is a clear giveaway for a meth head. 

STORY TIME *Ding *Ding *Ding (The dings are suppose to be bells)

About a year or so ago I was at Wal-Mart with my mom, we always go late at night to people watch, and their was this guy who has about 12 kids with him, he was the size of a retard bus and could not keep his pants up for some reason so he was pushing the cart around with one hand and holding his pants up with the other. Well we were behind him in the frozen food section, I wanted some ice cream and hot pockets, and his pants dropped. I kid you not, his underwear had a giant, and I mean giant, brown streak down the middle. Kind of like Britney's usually do.

He panicked and bent over to pull them up and as he bend over one of his balls popped out the side of the underwear. My mom was a little grossed out, but I continued shopping. A little shit streak and an old man ball is not going to keep me from my ice cream and hot pockets.

Any way, the bitch above shops at Wal-Mart. End of story.