Yesterday at the grocery store, I took a look at the pre-made holiday gift trays. You know, those plastic trays they fill with nuts and apples and such things, then wrap up in red or green cellophane with a big bow. There, among the trays filled with hazelnuts and oranges, was a tray filled with peanuts in the shell, and a six pack of Budweiser. Cans, not bottles. That’s it - a six pack of Bud and some peanuts, festively wrapped in red cellophane and a bow.
Around the corner, they had the same thing, only with MGD.
I’m tempted to buy them for all my friends and ship them out, with a card reading “Have a white trash Christmas!”
My apologies to those readers who identify with the White Trash cultural segment. I meant no disrespect to White Trash people, nor to their lawyers or solicitors. I myself could make a claim for White Trash heritage. Along with this post I’ve made a donation to the White Trash anti-defimation league, in hopes of suppressing posts like this in the future.
Actually, dependeing on what part of the country you live in, I could see that as a Christmas gift. And being a 25 year old male who lives in the Mid West, and likes wearing wife beaters, I would appreciate a gift like that.
I was in a grocery store a few nights ago. The chap ahead of me had just purchased $100.37 in groceries. His debit card “wasn’t working.” I heard the barely-out-of-her-teens cashier saying “It says ‘Insufficient funds.’” They guy responded, “Well, let me go out to my car and get my checkbook.”
Which he then proceeded to day, coming back in, writing a check, and taking his groceries with him.
There is a house down the road from me that normally has their gravel garden covered in crappy little plaster figuires, except for at christmas when they stick up a load of lights that coat the house and garden. They also have a snowman that sings at you everytime you walk pass, well they did until someone kicked it in the head. I suspect it was my mum.
There’s a local brewery that makes a wonderful beer called Newport Storm. Every year at Christmas, they come out with a special bottle of the stuff that’s all festive and has a cork instead of a cap. I gotta remember to pick up a couple of those!
I get White Trash from my dad. Fortunatly, I learned my love of the “upper class bullshit” (My dad’s saying for things like reading and museums) from my mom.
I’m sure my cousins in Ohio would LOVE that stuff.
I live in a fairly large town (Columbus, OH for those keeping track) and there is a strip mall conatining 4 dollar stores and a Family Dollar and a Big Lots (both “close-out stores”) and a thrift store and a Wal-Mart about two minutes away. ** And** there is a Chinese restaurant across the street, but it’s named something like China Phoenix and a Mexican restaurant next door. ** And ** it is in the exact area of the I-270 shootings that have been on the news.
Tolyri
(trying to think of another reason to type ** AND**
