Day in the life of the average American. You wake up in a burned out shack in South Texas and get in your Ford F ONE FIFTY. After reminding everyone that your time is more important than theirs, you make your first stop the gas station, where you fuel both mind and body with a mix of 93 octane unlit and a Rhino 69 Extreme 5,000 enhancement pill for increased stamina. For breakfast, you visit the IHOP drive through before realizing you’ve been eighty sixed from this location for trying to use mouse pay. They just don’t understand it works. You won’t let the invisible wall they’ve erected prevent you from getting your ricotta blueberry French toast, so you ask the UPS guy to sneak you some leftovers. Just this once. The French toast too sticky and gets all over your steering wheel. But that doesn’t stop you from going full throttle down the interstate. Why do you need to pay attention to the road? When other drivers see you, they know to get out of your way. And if they don’t, that’s on them. By lunchtime you arrive at your destination Walmart. You’ve got preferred parking as always. Who gives a fuck with those run of cops out front? Half to say, after eight hours walking the aisles, scoping out hotties, you’ve struck out. But not before you pick up a whole host of great value brand products for dinner tonight. It’s Taco Tuesday and your wife and kids are counting On you