SD!

Post-mainevent last night, Punk rushed the ring to attack Rey. As Batista lumbered quadfully to the rescue, Punk readied his finger-guns and bang-banged Bats before fleeing into the crowd.

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Half-Price Books had a ginormous warehouse sale at the fairgrounds. Moe and I got there a bit early, so we crashed the MN Beef Expo. We saw a cow poop into a shovel. And every girl rancher wore a sparkly belt and low-rent jeans.

The book sales was a mess. I didn't even get through 1/4 of it. I lost our canvas bag. A super-grody smelling lady rubbed her belly on my butt. Moe got through the line before I got back with my latest finds. Moe got cranky; I felt demoralized.

TV said shopping should make me feel better. I failed TV.