On Black Friday, however, all of those pent-up emotions are unleashed in a socially acceptable, even celebrated, manner. These women can afford to pay top dollar for anything. They like the hunt, the fight and acting out. They brag about what they scored and the manner in which they did it. They talk about it all year long. They live for this annual event where shoving, punching, grabbing, running over people, name calling, etc. is all expected and part of the fun. The same behavior their kids would get suspended/expelled from school for if they did it there. It’s my dream that these babes won’t realize until it’s too late that they have become too old and frail for the annual melee. They all deserve to have their clocks cleaned by a bigger, meaner brute.

A friend went out Friday morning. After being side-swiped twice on the way to the mall, she decided the “savings” weren’t worth it and went home. Maybe after enough people are killed/injured and enough restitution is made, merchants will stop this crap because it’s no longer profitable. It’s definately forseeable that people are going to get hurt. It’s only going to get worse, too. Let the lawsuits begin. Maybe sanity will yet prevail.

Oh yeah–Cracker Barrel has the best smokehouse bacon I’ve seen outside my grandparents’ farm. Thick-sliced, too.
A cardiologist’s dream.

Huh?
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I think the Son of God wouldn’t appreciate this sort of behavior any time of year, not just this time of year.
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