When you're a Wal-Mart captive, with no other recourse, you're bound to run into a few neighbors when you go. If you're lucky, it's in the parking lot - coming or going. Sooner or later, though, you're in for a drive-by among the aisles. Much to our amazement, when this happens, it's also time for an inspection - of our cart's contents. Not just an inspection; a good once-over and then the urge to comment.

"Oh, having a party?"
"Stocking up, huh?"

So, our lesson here is: don't put anything in your cart early on that you don't want the neighbors to see. Being in a dry county, there's no booze to hide. Other unmentionables do come to mind. Rest assured, if it's really a good unmentionable, the neighbors around here will know about it soon.

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