At Least Sam Walton Got Bandaids

In stark contrast to this morning’s story, “Target Has No Time For Owwies,” reader Frank writes that while visiting a Chicago area Sam’s Club…

“I failed to remember my civil service admonitions that, just like the North Koreans, cat litter lives in a perpetual state of readiness. As a result, one of my digits sprang forth with a fountain of hemoglobin. I found the closest who personally walked me over to the manager that not only provided a Band Aid

, but a cleansing solution as well.”

Of course, if you start bleeding at Walmart, no one will be able to distinguish it from the lashing stains left behind by the undocumented immigrant workers.

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  1. KevinQ says:

    Seriously, knock off the giant bloody appendages on the main page.

    K

  2. I rather quite like the bloody appendages on the main page.

  3. Uurp says:

    I don’t get it…a bag of cat litter leaped off the shelf and bit his finger?