3 dolla'

WalMart and I have that sort of love/hate kind of relationship. I hate it for the mass production, lack of uniqueness and all of its evils. I hate it for being so large and the ease at which one can get lost wandering around. I hate that the entrance of its parking lot was the scene of my little fender bender. But then it goes and does something to make me forgive all of that, just like a typical guy trying to apologize for whatever stupid thing they did this time. It's called the three dollar clearance rack. Oh how I love thee! I purchased numerous articles of clothing the other night, for three dollars each. We're not talking cheap, kleenex thin t-shirts either. We're talking a pair of khakis, a track jacket, etc. Yeah. So, WalMart, you're forgiven for now. Just don't mess up again.