I hardly ever buy anything here, mostly because it's overpriced and/or I just don't need it. However, me and the minor come here often to play. If you were there last week you may have seen us with dryer vent coils on our arms and a tomato cage on our heads singing "domo arigato Mr. Roboto." We also ran around the store with the hand held seed spreaders pretending to spray poison on bad guy aliens. After that we jousted with various gardening tools, don't worry, they weren't too sharp!
I'm pretty sure the employees here hate us, and I don't blame them. But it's just so much fun to run up and down the creepy, dark aisles and explore, and we do put everything back before we leave.