The Cheap Bastard likes to shop. Which, ironically, goes against everything he stands for. You see, my friends, the Cheap Bastard is an enigma, don't even try to figure him out.

So today I went down to one of the 17 Wal-Marts in town, said hello to the friendly, elderly greeter, and bought myself a golf-club travel case for just $30. A perfect gift for a traveling golfer, provided you aren't one of those types of people who believe Wal-Mart is plotting total world domination.

Because the Cheap Bastard is the type of person that could care less who dominated the world, I also picked up a bag of 48 recycled balls for $20. These are helpful because El Cheapo has a slice that can cut through a can then through a tomato.

Ahh, Wal-Mart. Some day you too will be clamoring to join the instantly infamous "Cheap Bastard Discount Club."

-- Cheap Bastard

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