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I bought Home Movies: Season 1 at Target while in Mass last Friday.
At the check out, the cashier -- some fifty-something lady, who looked crazed, obviously somehow related to the bus driver from South Park -- eyed my purchase.
"Home Movies?" the cashier cackled. "What kind? I've seen some good home movies in my time."
I just stood and stared. And I didn't open the package until tonight. I just felt dirty.
