Day 195 Shopping

OK, so this is a guy's view of shopping with a woman. Racks and racks of stuff that makes your head swim. It's like being in the desert for days and days without water. My lips are chapped, I can hardly breathe, my back aches and I can only half shuffle. It's like I'm in a deep swirly mist of colors and fabrics. Will this nightmare never end? I'm ready to get on my hands and knees to start begging or maybe crawling towards the exit. We make it out the door and I breathe the fresh air of freedom. Time for some manly BBQ.


OK, so I won't tell you that most of the stuff we bought was for me (from the Men's dept of course), but that's not the point... ;)