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Yes! I used to be one of those guys who got paid to walk around wrangling carts for your lazy asses. I actually didn't mind it that much, it was kind of relaxing. Good summer job for a teenager who didn't want to do anything anyway.
On a more angry note, I recently had a cart pushed into my new car, leaving a nice ugly dent. I always return my carts. Why wouldn't you want to, anyway? I use it as an excuse to jump on and ride carts around because I'm really only ~5 years old.
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"Nitwit! Oddment! Blubber! Tweak!"
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