All of the above.
Once I walked past an old lady who started shouting, "What am I in MEXICO??? STUPID SONS OF BITCHES!!!!!"

Last week the WT family behind me had an argument the ended with the man yelling and pointing at his girlfriend's 8 yr old son, "Then you better git a F'iN JOB!"

I used to go fairly often, but now almost never. I only went last week to see if they had any of those Nylint Crawlers left (no). I truly can't stand being in that store and rubbing elbows with scary freaky people.