Hi Bob!

So I'm at Wal*Mart to pick up a prescription the other day. (Yeah, I know, but my account has been there 11 years or so, when I used to shop there regularly, and it's just so easy.)

I've got 20 minutes to kill, so I wander over to automotive to pick up some wiper blades, grab a couple boxes of meal-replacement bars that I can't find anywhere else, browse the shitty music and magazine selections, and head back to the pharmacy area.

In the vitamin aisle, something catches my eye: a big box of ExtenZe. And right next to it, a package of Enzyte. Two boxes of expensive snake-oil, the makers of which have both been sued and fined relentlessly for false advertising. Right with the normal vitamins. That was just a little disturbing.

Even worse?

On the Enzyte, there was a little label: "If you see this product sold at any location other than Wal*Mart, please call 1-888-xxx-xxxx." That's right, folks! Not only does Wal*Mart carry this bullshit, they have the exclusive! And they're gonna sue your ass!

I can't wait until we move, when I'll have a Rite Aid a block up the street.

This will surely be a PR success

Because you're FAT, ladies!!!!

"Attention, Wal-Mart shoppers: the mega retailer is currently doing massive reductions on women's self-esteem, moving the Wii Fit advertising kiosks from the electronics department to women's clothing. A diabolical tactic!

Yes, that's a full length body mirror adjacent to the Wii Fit kiosk, a deviously placed hint that's not so subtly telling Wal-Mart shoppers "Hey, time to put the Oreo Double Stufs down and get some Wii Fit yoga done, chubs."

Wow. What is it called when you laugh and cringe at the same time?