> I don't go shopping very often. However, WMM wanted to go, so we drove over the the mall in Maryville(TN). I didn't personally buy anything but I got a little exercise while she shopped and, naturally, I engaged in a little people watching.
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The Mall? The Mall? Howard, Howard, Howard... There's this neat thing called the internet that allows you to buy almost anything you'd want at any time you'd want without (here's the best part) having to interact with actual people! You know the people I'm talking about: the stockboy who doesn't know where the ceramic tile is, or the rude cashier who calls for price checks on individual sticks of gum, or the slow-moving wide-as-an-aisle shopper who just drops items that she suddenly realized she didn't need on the floor.

Why travel all the way to Maryville, just to go to Sears and find out that the underwear you liked so much wasn't in stock and nobody heard of the brand even though you purchased it at that same exact store on the same exact rack that still has the sticker with the brand name and price, when you can just go on-line, order some cozy undies and have them in about two, three days?

-Faux "currently wearing brand new kangaroo pouched boxer-briefs" Pas