this sight greeted me in the back 40 of the Walmart Parking Lot, about 500 baskets posed on their toes. Can you guess what they were doing?
WHEN my wife arrived at the check-out counter of the supermarket her shopping cart was a little fuller than usual. As the register chattered to a stop, displaying a three-figure total, her face paled. The clerk, noticing her shocked expression, said, "Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Is this your first hundred-dollar basket?"
The wheel of my grocery cart was making a horrible scraping sound as I rolled it through the supermarket. Nevertheless, when I finished my shopping and saw a cartless woman, I offered it up, explaining, "It makes an awful noise, but it works." the woman said "I'll take it, I have a husband at home that does the same thing"