LarryM
Regular Member
I was feeling a bit feisty tonight so instead of running down to Walmart, I decided to try OC'ing in the Yoke's just right down the street. This place is a notorious attraction for all the East Spokane metrosexual suburbanites stocking up on their organic lettuce, tofu and imported wine...100% libtard all the way.....
Anyway I walked in at "rush hour" and as we used to say in the Marine Corps, I could hear every eyeball in the joint go "click" as I walked in, G17 on my hip and proceeded to pick up a few things. Got to the checkout lane and the pimply-faced kid with the nose and ear rings couldn't (or wouldn't) look me in the eye as he rang up my purchases. I don't know if he was scared or what, but he was as tense a bow string. I tried to make small talk to ease his pain, but he would have none of it, and I walked out, bemused by their "fear" and apparent ignorance. The future of America works at Yokes!
:lol::lol::lol:
Anyway I walked in at "rush hour" and as we used to say in the Marine Corps, I could hear every eyeball in the joint go "click" as I walked in, G17 on my hip and proceeded to pick up a few things. Got to the checkout lane and the pimply-faced kid with the nose and ear rings couldn't (or wouldn't) look me in the eye as he rang up my purchases. I don't know if he was scared or what, but he was as tense a bow string. I tried to make small talk to ease his pain, but he would have none of it, and I walked out, bemused by their "fear" and apparent ignorance. The future of America works at Yokes!
:lol::lol::lol:
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