...people feel the need to take their goddamned dog everywhere they go?
It's not your freakin kid, it will be OK while you got to Home Depot to get a new trash can for fucks sake.
I go to HD on Wednesday to get some stuff for work, 3- 10' sticks of copper pipe so I'm using a cart. I go up one aisle, 2 fat assed dykes with 2 Pomafuckwhateverthehellyouare dogs on leashes are deciding which sprinkler they need. They move over so I can get by but don't pay any mind to the dogs that are sitting in the middle of the aisle and I can't get by.
Move your fucking dogs! I finally had to ask them to move their dogs.
Fuck!

Today I go with the Mrs to look at some lights and a trash can (who pays $100.00 for a damn trash can anyway?) And there is some broad with a full sized poodle and 2 little kids trying to get a trash can too. The kids are being kids, jumping all over the displays while the dog tangles the broad up with its leash. The broad can't catch the kids until she untangled herself, she does so and turns to deal with the kids and the dog delivers the CouDeGras'- takes a dump on the floor right in front of the trash cans the wife wanted to look at.
Fuck!

Needless to say we need to find a trash can still.....