Bored and Drunk Walmart Shoppers Fight in Parking Lot for Fun, Girlfriends Film It

Nov. 27, 2010

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Most Black Friday brawls involve trampling. The one above involves a Walmart parking lot, Four Loko, and several high kicks from a drunk fat kid. America at its best: watch and weep. TC mark

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    loko 4 dem lokos, the first emotion i've felt in years.

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