Wal-fart

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Walmart: a broke college kid just barely getting by, smokes weed, constantly holding coffee and shaking, depressed as FUCK, has a temper problem, recovering alcoholic, shoes are never tied

W: Hello welcome to Walmart, please don't shit on the floor.

W: (gets slapped with bologna by a two year old) I don't get paid enough for this shit

W: I SAID DONT FUCKING SHIT ON THE- CLEAN UP IN ISLE SEVEN!

W: GET YOUR DICK OUT OF THE TOASTER

W: (scans someone's face) rollback on the attitude bitch

W: (kid walks up) AH FUCKING GREMLINS!

W: don't fucking feed that thing past midnight

W: (sees targetto) I want to fucking die

T: aw, I love you too 😘

W: I must be in hell because you're still here

W: FUUUUUUUUU-

W: (takes a swig from a flask) "you can't drink on the job." It's not alcohol, it's bleach

W: (violently throwing up)

W: (rolls past with shades on and Redbull in a kids princess car) fuck You

W: (putting stuff in random peoples carts)

T: heya good buddy, what's up? 😚

W: (pouring hot coffee on their eyes)

W: the only crush I have is crippling depression "what about targetto?" . . . I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that

W: no orcas in the store "that's my son." . . . (Looks at child) . . . How high am I?

W: yo, Shelby, you gotta come see this, some toddlers are having a fist fight in the dairy isle

W: (sitting in a lawn chair and wearing shades while two customers fight each other)

W: (stares at the gun rack longingly)

W: you can't touch me, these slides are Gucci (chugs boiling hot coffee)

W: satan give me strength

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