If Wal-Mart married a Dollar Store, their firstborn would be the likes of Fred’s Discount Store. Though it is in a crusty brick building with water-stained ceiling tiles, Fred’s has everything one can possibly need from $ 9 jeans to $ 3 pigs feet. Fred’s even sells home décor and small household appliances. This place is the kind of store my Grandma could easily spend hours in every Sunday after church searching for cheap whatsits and knickknacks. I wouldn’t be surprised if she ran into one of her old hillbilly flames donning a macho army fatigue shirt and striped Dickies overalls, since I saw his two twins there. I found the contact solution I was looking at an outstanding price of $ 3, as well as some trashy Hollywood gossip mags. Did you know Katie is FINALLY leaving Tom? Oh, and Reese just got engaged to Jim Toth, don’t who he is, except that he’s one hot tamale! The young gentleman at the register exercised his southern hospitality donning a friendly smile, simple conversation, and a gracious close of, «thank you, ma’am, have a nice day.» Just as I was about to walk out the door, he noticed one of my family members waiting outside with the family dog. He then informed me, for the future, that dogs were allowed in their small neighborhood store. They definitely deserve a t-bone steak for that factor. Fred’s is a local hometown solution for small domestic binds.