Here's the scene:
Mom in kitchen finishing up wrapping. Daughter enters holding a construction paper list, and annouces she needs to mail her list to Santa. Mom is exasberated, and says it's too late and the south pole isn't taking more lists (obviously mom is done shopping) reminding the child she already mailed a list to Santa. The girl insists that this list if for her stocking and she needs to send it off.
Next on the screen... WAL MART.
Cut to last scene: There is a fireplace a glow, mom in her chair and daughter opens a present and turns to mom "See mom I told you."
Great... great message... what a spoiled little brat... and, um, MOM??? Seriously?!
So that's it for me... no more Wal Mart till after Christmas... I will pay a little more at the other grocery store to not support that crap!
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