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| - Okay, if you would have asked me what I thought of Menards when I was like 10 years old, I would have said "I fucking hate that place". I didn't swear when I was 10, but I probably would have if you asked me that.
My parents did nothing but drag my sister and I to car lots, boat lots, and Menards on the weekends. I remember so many long Saturdays of going to look at boats, and sitting in the car with my sister for an hour trying not to beat the shit out of each other, and then going to Menards and being dragged around the store for like EVER.
Now that I am all grown up, I will go there for door knobs and screws, and plastic for the windows, and whatever else. It basically has everything, and now I totally get it.
Plus, I totally love that they have the same song playing that they have had since the dawn of time playing on the loudspeakers.
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