My wife and I walked into a Wal-Mart in the backwoods of Tennesse (are there any frontwoods in TN?) and she had to show out of state I.D. before they would let her in because she didn't meet minimum weight.

The Wallyworlds up here are a lot different. Not better, just different. It still seems like the underbelly of society, but more urban.

One thing in TN impressed me though. Shotgun ammo on the shelves. Need some 00 buck? Just grab a box. People up here would have a coronary if they saw ammunition on a store shelf. Apparently they think the mere sight of it could turn Little Johnny into a killer, so actually being able to touch a box would probably make him an absolute sociopath.