She goes into Wal-Mart and tells the clerk she wants a refund for
the toaster she bought because it doesn't work. The clerk tells her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special.All of a sudden, the woman throws her arms up in the air and starts screaming "GRAB MY BREASTS! GRAB MY BREASTS!" The clerk, not knowing what to do, runs to get the store manager. The manager comes up to the Woman and asks, "What's wrong?" She explains the situation with the toaster. He tells her that he can't give her a refund because she bought it on special.Once again, the woman throws her arms up in the air and starts screaming, "GRAB MY BREASTS! GRAB MY BREASTS!" In shock, the store manager pleads, "Ma'am, why are you saying that?" In a huff, the woman says, "BECAUSE, I LIKE TO HAVE MY BREASTS GRABBED WHEN I'M GETTING SCREWED!---Her money was refunded
Rico The Retard wrote:hell id just go along with it and grab her breasts
As would I. Trust me. I have never had to be asked twice.
Me neither.
Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....
I don't know that I've ever seen a girl whose breats I would even touch in Wal-Mart. I think you guys are forgetting about the typical Wal-Mart porkers....I mean shoppers.
OK, so there are exceptions, but when I think Wal-Mart, I think 250 pounder with frizzy hair, freckles, and at least 4 kids (2 of which are screaming, 1 throwing objects and the other running away).
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