NEWSFLASH: it's February. Christmas was over a month and a half ago. Now Duane Reade wants you to buy their Walt Whitman variety pack, chalky conversation hearts and pink M&M's. Back in our fave-oh-reet retail establishment, however, they *still* seem to be "restocking their shelves." That Christmas rush must have been fierce.
Dear anyone who is still claiming this shit is all a fluke: F.U.C.K. Y.O.U.
We returned to Tar-ghetto this past weekend (same time, same place), for another afternoon of fun.
Again, please note: we have not manipulated or "reused" video in any way here. This place actually sucks Julian Schnabel's dick this hard.
Guys: even *we* are getting bored with this shit. I promise you, nothing would make us happier than to show up next weekend at Target and find stocked shelves, helpful employees, and plentiful shopping carts. These things are just nowhere to be fucking found.
* There's still no merch
* There's still garbage everywhere
* The employees still stand around doing nothing
[please don't make us go back there].
Stay tuned for part 4, our piece-de-resistence (coming up soon).
Catch up on our Target coverage:
+ Part II on Consumerist
+ Part II on Racked