Not only can't I figure out why multi-millionaires would waste their time in Wal-Mart, I also cannot fathom what kind of personality would carry on a cell phone conversation in the ladies' restroom from the time they enter to the time they leave. In the stall and at the sink. I mean, really. Were they raised in a barn?
LSW
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