There are very few moments in life that compete with walking your loved one down the aisle.
Of Costco. 
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Can’t stand Costco I felt like I was being led to the slaughterhouse being around that many sheeple at once
Costco reminds me that not everything needs meaning. Buying a palette of laundry detergent or 9 pairs of the same pants doesn't need to be a soul-enriching experience. It should be as cold, clinical, and meaningless as taking a shit, except I can buy a cheap hot dog afterwards.
