Sunday, January 22, 2006

Dear Target,

How do you manage to stock all the things I never knew I couldn't live without? Pink Panther panties? A leopard print bra? Windshield wiper fluid? A jumbo bag of honey nut Chex mix?

Half the time I don't even remember the shopping, I just find myself in the parking lot carrying four bags full of stuff and trying to find my car.

Please don't ever let the government find out your mind-control tactics.

xoxo,

C-8

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