Hogg
New Member
Being the cheap bastard that I am, I have sworn to avoid $ 250/mth electric bills this year as a result of running AC. So I took my cheap ass down to Target to go and buy a fan. I figure I can probably avoid using the AC 50% of this summer and thus cut down on my household overhead.
Upon reaching the fan aisle, I was not suprised to see that the merchandise had been ransacked already. I began to sort through the remnants in an attempt to find something suitable for my needs.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a redneck couple approaching. I'm sure you know the type. The guy was about a buck fifty, jean shorts, a tanktop, hat on backwards covering an overgrown gray mullet that was now tied into a pony tail, grey goatee, a 50/50 bet on whether he had a mouthfull of teeth or not, and then of course his lovely princess followed thereafter.....a real sweathog clad in the most stunning fashions from the clothing rack two departments over, complete with cellulite-laden thighs, and flip flops.
So they converged on the opposite side of the aisle and I began to listen in on their conversation:
He> We need to get us an air conditioner this year, look at this 'un honey.
She> Thats a window fan, that aint an air conditioner
He> Well got-damn look at this one......$ 299, looks pretty damn good
BRRRRRRRRRATTTTT
He>Well got-damn honey, shame on you.
She>(Walking away) Dont try to blame that on me, that was gross
He>(Laughing his ass off at this point)Woman you need to git to the bathroom when you feel one of them coming on
He exits to next aisle, I hear a bit of laughter and then the familiar sounds of swapping spit in that corresponding redneck display of affection by sucking face with tongue in the middle of a store.
Only at Target.
Upon reaching the fan aisle, I was not suprised to see that the merchandise had been ransacked already. I began to sort through the remnants in an attempt to find something suitable for my needs.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a redneck couple approaching. I'm sure you know the type. The guy was about a buck fifty, jean shorts, a tanktop, hat on backwards covering an overgrown gray mullet that was now tied into a pony tail, grey goatee, a 50/50 bet on whether he had a mouthfull of teeth or not, and then of course his lovely princess followed thereafter.....a real sweathog clad in the most stunning fashions from the clothing rack two departments over, complete with cellulite-laden thighs, and flip flops.
So they converged on the opposite side of the aisle and I began to listen in on their conversation:
He> We need to get us an air conditioner this year, look at this 'un honey.
She> Thats a window fan, that aint an air conditioner
He> Well got-damn look at this one......$ 299, looks pretty damn good
BRRRRRRRRRATTTTT
He>Well got-damn honey, shame on you.
She>(Walking away) Dont try to blame that on me, that was gross
He>(Laughing his ass off at this point)Woman you need to git to the bathroom when you feel one of them coming on
He exits to next aisle, I hear a bit of laughter and then the familiar sounds of swapping spit in that corresponding redneck display of affection by sucking face with tongue in the middle of a store.
Only at Target.
