Wal-Mart Convenience

Do you have a copy machine?
Well certainly, Wal-mart said.
And she proved it.
I don’t suppose you have a notary, I said hesitantly.
I AM a notary, Wal-mart said.
She grabbed up her rubber stamp, ready to stamp.
I don’t suppose you take blood tests here, I asked.
“DNA tests?” She asked, perking up, getting out a DNA kit.
“Marriage blood tests,” I said.
Bring him over here, Wal-mart said.
“I am a reverend as of yesterday, and a justice of the peace 
as of an hour ago. Blood tests are out. You can marry your brother now.”
Wow, Wal-mart! Wow!
I grabbed my brother.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
August 27, 2019 at 4:15 PM
Wal-Mart? Cute piece.
Krutsinger Avatar
August 28, 2019 at 7:38 AM
I am weirded out by how many services they provide.
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
August 27, 2019 at 3:39 PM
Copy yep, but unfamiliar about notary--taking latter as a viable--LOL, nice one ~ Aloha William
Krutsinger Avatar
August 28, 2019 at 7:38 AM
Thank you William.
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