okay, so in all the years I've been alive (granted, they're not THAT many) I have never partaken in the colossal media-consumer-party-shopping-spree-day-thing, that is Black Friday. But, my brother somehow convinced me to wake up at 3:00 tomorrow, and drive to Wal-Mart to hang out with him. His girlfriend and I are going there around 4:30. He will be diligently guarding TVs (which are by the Cheese section for some reason) the sales go at 5:00, we'll chill for a bit, then the two of us are going to go looking around at different sales, maybe go to Fred Meyer or something. Then, we're back to Wal-Mart at 7:00, when my bro gets off his shift (hopefully, if it's too crazy he'll have to work overtime) then the three of us, plus my other brother, will go out for breakfast.

Then I'm going home to sleep.

Hey, friends of mine, you should come to Wal-mart and chill with me. =]
haha, just kidding. It would be nice, but you don't have to.

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Hey there guys I'm not the enemy
It's just shared frustration that makes us fight
It's a long fucking drive to not make any money, Merry Christmas, at least we gotta try
But instead I'll hang in there and suffer with the rest
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man
So dust us off a bottle of your best
Irish Whiskey
and drink with me to departed friends