Walmart redux!

Post #395,695 by Ashton 10/23/14 8:13:02 PM Reply	Walmart redux! Wherein.. a fey Title-author confounds a patently self-serving (but Happy) incident ... into a premeditated Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde skit, quite from the dark-side of advertainment tropes. You be da Judge. One supposes that The 4 Waltons, their sarcophagii already ordered: each encrusted with diadems quite more costly than those of the boy-king with splayed-left foot could amass --remain quadruple-insulated from the pedestrian daily concerns of those who have fed their sociopathy --else, how could they even take another breath?
Post #395,699 by pwhysall 10/24/14 1:28:15 AM Reply	The little girl is a monster, too. Buying tennis balls for nursing home residents? Perhaps to pointedly remind them of the youth and agility they no longer have? There are no winners here.
Post #395,713 by Ashton 10/24/14 3:15:40 PM Reply	The whole thing: illustration of Marketing-droid utter cluelessness/unawareness Context is all. OTOH, were it utterly divorced from any stench of The Walton Horror-on-all-scales imaginable: A simple skit of this sort could have been simply--a bit of fun--had by those in need of something Surprising! (The physical impairment is no issue in that scenario:) anyone who has the dexterity to unwrap a simple package Can.. drop a ball for a dog to retrieve (if so inclined.) The pecksniff can always argue that: maybe someone there has a fear of dogs, especially of, 'a pack of' dogs? Nothing is ever Certain. Or certainly-harmless.
Post #395,740 by scoenye 10/26/14 11:07:50 AM Reply	To put on the legs of their walkers Those things are rare in Europe, but here they are mandatory equipment from a certain age on. The plastic caps on the legs wear out in no time, so they put tennis balls over the ends to prevent scratching the floors.
Post #395,752 by Ashton 10/26/14 4:31:23 PM Reply	Love. It.

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