"What gives you the right to mock and humiliate these people you and your kind are sick and immature! your parents must be proud they raised a real jackass who probably is no more then a bored idiotic geek that feels horrible about his/herself so the only way you can make yourself feel better is to make fun of someone else. Grow the hell up." - Ashley from Hate Mail @ Peopleofwalmart.com

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I have to rant here for a moment and get on my soap box because this bitch, and the majority of the people bitching, just piss me off.

First off, the website is a joke.

Second off, it's a free country so if you don't like the website then don't fucking join the page and look at the images...dumb ass.

Third off, if you are offended, again, don't go back to the website and further offend yourself with your lack of intelligence and will power.

Clearly, you lack the humor that the rest of the world has so get off your high horse of morals and shut the fuck up.

Now, as for the "people" of walmart and why most get ridiculed.

MOST the people who are on the site are fat asses who have NO clue they are fat. Which is really hard to swallow because lets face it...we've seen the photos.

I'm tired of seeing really fat people wear clothing made for a 2 year old.

I KNOW WALMART MAKES SWEAT PANTS AND PAJAMA PANTS IN GOD DAMN SIZE XL AND OVER!!! Fucking buy them you fat asses and suck it up! You are fat. Get over it or do something about it.

I have fat friends and not a ONE OF THEM would be cough dead in something so god awful because they have 1. Self Esteem and 2. Fashion Sense.

The tighter your clothing does not equal out to make you smaller...it just doesn't. Its a lie.

Next, if you are going to wear pajama pants out, make sure they look like Yoga pants that still fit you and aren't marked with some kind of cartoon character...please?! Its just ugly, tacky, and really, really bad form. There is a reason it's called "lounge" wear. It means for you to wear them at home and to lounge in...not go out in public. If you really feel the need to be comfy shop at Forever 21 and get the over sized gaucho pants or some of there yoga pants that are nice and can be warn in public. I know they have plus size clothing now AND they are one of the cheapest places to go for clothing...comparable to walmart.

Do something nice for a change and shop at Layne Bryant or Torrid. They DO have plus size clothing in this world that will look good and is comfortable. You just have to put forth a little more effort...so put down the ho ho and twinky and get to web browsing!

Next, ass holes who want to wear inappropriate shirts with inappropriate sayings on them such as Fuck You or Suck My Dick.

If you wouldn't wear that shirt to church OR say that to your mother, then don't wear it out in public, where you can offend people.

It is a free country yes, but you still have to deal with other people...it's called being social. If you want to wear that around your friends then fine, do so, but don't do it in public because it just makes you look like a bigot and a really ignorant person.

Next...people with REALLY bad hair.

The comb over never worked...so let it go. It didn't' work in the 70s and it doesn't' work now. Just suck it up and deal with the fact that you are baled. Embrace it and be happy you are alive and didn't lose your hair due to cancer or something else.

People with mullets:

LET...THEM...GO.

They don't look good! They never did! I'll let you in on a secret...when I see a mullet I get happy inside because it's like spotting big foot or the loc ness monster. Really, it is. So just stop it. Step into the 21st century and pick something that's more suited for you. Either long hair or short...not both. It's just wrong.

People who put stuff on their car such as beany babies and happy meal toys:

You need therapy...so go get help. You clearly were not loved enough as a child and really crave attention. Get...help...now.

I can't say that everyone will stop doing what they are doing because lets face it...some where a white trash woman is going to want to wear her little girls bike shorts and run to walmart for that new issue of Hunting and Fishing Magazine along with some bon bons and dish detergent. Her partner...the Wigger with a bad comb over mullet, will proudly proclaim that she's his woman and walk around with his pants down below his ass hole. You will also be able to spot him because he'll be the one in the proud to be an American t-shirt that wouldn't really make anyone who's American proud to wear it.

So, alas, this rant is futile but I take solace in the fact that I will always have someone to laugh at because I'll never understand how they are that ignorant and blind to the ways of the world and how to fit in with out standing out in a bad way.

Well, my sleeping patterns have returned to normal...and by normal I mean I stay up all night and sleep all day. I'm pretty sure the only reason they were okay while I was in Italy is because it was Day in Italy while it was Night in America. Thus, I was on a normal schedual. Now that I'm home...it's back to being fucked up. But that's okay, I get most of my work done at that hour of night anyway...no one to bother me.

I got a lot of stuff in my head right now and it seems that drawing is the only way to really escape from the hussle and bussle of life and it's grinding wheel.

My heart is full and I don't want to be here. I miss the city of San Francisco and my friends that are still there. I left all too soon.

So, I'm taking a class that's a graduate level class, even though I'm under graduate and it's for my graduate portfolio. I can tell I've advanced in my skills and I'm happy about that. I can't wait to get the chance to go to Ireland.

LSU offers study abroad programs and I'm thinking of doing a semester away. I like the idea of away...being alone and living my life with strangers.

Well, I'm alive...I haven't been on for a while...I'm in Italy still. I have so much to do when I get back that my mind is spinning when all I'll WANT to do is sleep.

I have blond hair for the time being and I've spent way too much money on bags and jewelry...

My friend got married.

Gogol Bordelo is amazing and my portrait skills are still in tact.

However, I've come to the realization that I am not a very good landscaper and I'll NEVER pick up oil paint ever again.

I am forever more, strictly water color and ink.

As Chuck Pyle pointed out, "If you never pick up an oil brush again...you'll do fine."

Before I start this blog I would like to point out that I liked the books and the movie; however.

The books have become an epidemic and not a good one! Its become a virus like Harry Potter and the Manga Bible. Now, I'm all for getting kids to read when they don't want to...I'll be the first one to give a kid a graphic novel in the pursuit of getting them to read more hard hitting stuff one day like Kafka and Tolken.

But to place Twilight, and it's author, in the ranks such as Jane Austin, the Bronte Sisters, and Sylvia Plath makes me SICK to my stomach. To know that people talk about Harry Potter as "Great works of literature" pisses me off to NO end.

To many great short stories and novels are in syndication for those books to even be mentioned! They are B LIST novels and should be kept at that...just because they are fucking best sellers does NOT make them epic works of art. Their was a movement on it in the 50s...Dadaism...look it up.

I will re-iterate the point, just because it's popular does not make it a work of art or even a great work of fiction...so go read something of substance and learn about the world...rather then post pieces of flair and fan art around the world saying how much you wish for Edward Cullen to be real.

Lets just point out his "actions" by the way...the cunt is a stalker! He follows and lurks in dark corners...with out Bella knowing...and taking someones engine out of there car so they can't go anywhere is called CONTROLLING and is a form of abuse.

100% devotion is irritating, not enduring. Just because your boyfriend isn't up your ass 24 hours out of the day does not make him a bad man or make him care less.

So, please, take the books for what they are...fiction and enjoy the REAL world...leaving the story for your day dreams...not your waking hours.

Please and Thank You.