Black Friday

Well, I made it to the store by 6:10. Unfortunately, (tee hee) Clyde had a sore throat and needed to stay home on medication. I met Donna Cagle and friends on their way out. What time did she get there, 4AM? I went straight to the children's department and made a killing. I calmly gathered my doorbuster items and wandered around, picking at this and that. The fact that it had started raining cats and dogs about 3AM might have slowed those other ninny's down. Things picked up about 7AM and it began to get crowded. After my second load to the truck (a hearty shopper can only carry so much) I gave in and came home to spread my trophys on the floor for poor old sick Clyde to see. Well done, my good and faithful bargain hunter.