Last year I dropped by Walmart because I was bored and visited the camping section. I grabbed something on discount and was baffled when the cashier had to ask for my ID in order to allow me to buy it.

What deadly instrument did I buy, you may ask.

Beauty pic to not spoil the surprise.

Drumroll please.


Yes, in the land of the church of the 2nd amendment, I had to prove I was old enough to buy a spork.