A Real Bargain

So today I opened up a 5-piece baggage set that I bought at Walmart (and perhaps going to Walmart was my first mistake). Suitcase the size of a small horse, check. Equally enormous duffel bag, check. Fried chicken…check?

To my horror, I discovered that festering at the bottom of the suitcase was a bag of fried chicken from Walmart’s deli, dating back to December 2011 no less. The grease had soaked through months ago while the crumbs were scattered across the bottom like breaded lice.

Why would you even do that?