Wal-Mart, My Muse

Southern Humorists, a writers group I hang with because they're congenial and always good for a cup of dangling participles, sends this survey question:

You're in the middle of Wal-Mart when inspiration hits! You've got a great idea for a piece. ... What do you do?

Pick up a P. A. phone: "Attention, Wal-Mart shoppers, a trucker, a duck, and the extremely grotesque clerk now frightening the Paint Department went into a bar..."

If I hear it, I remember it.