Shiva, like everyone else, liked Wal-Mart at first but has become disillusioned with the utter sameness of it and the fact that he can never find any flattering shirts there. “Does this make me look fat?” he asks Parvati and she, ever helpful, rolls her eyes and says, “No, dear, your third and fourth arms do.” So, sick of the so-called superstore which neither stocks stylish clothes for the multi-armed man nor keeps enough check-out people on hand to get him through the line in less than a day, Shiva tells Parvati to go sit in the car and reduces the store to rubble, eventually making way for a brand new White Castle. And the people rejoiced.