Makes you wanna just rare back and puke at it
I mean it, Internets -- the only things open on Thanksgiving Day ought to be emergency rooms, movie theaters, bars, and pharmacies. And whoever works in those ought to be paid triple-time and/or be recruited from an all-volunteer workforce (as in, nobody gets forced -- it's an opt-in schedule). Holy two-for-one cashmere-sweatered Shatner, y'all -- do your goddamned shopping the next fucking day.
On a related note -- I contributed a couple of dollars to this fund, because as you know, I fucking hate Wal-Mart and I want to kick them in the personal regions for what they've done to American workers, American towns, and the general direction of retail in the world, and also I feel compelled to put my money where my mouth is w/r/t supporting the people who are taking such a risky stand against the world's worst corporate citizen, the 800-pound gorilla, the thug in the room, the lawless disrespectful Marlo Stanfield, the maniac Gyp Rosetti -- fuck 'em.