I used to live in an area where they could have taken all those photos. Even the manager told me his regional people told him it was the scariest one they'd ever been in.
I was trying to stealthily take a photo one day of a Dad, Mom, a little girl and boy in matching camo and the Mom caught me and complained to the manager on duty, not the one overall but this wannabe guy and he asked me not to take pics of the patrons because they were getting many complaints. The irony of that made me laugh and he thought I was laughing at him. Then I made the mistake of trying to explain.
I wish I had the pic the overall manager showed me but he told me I couldn't haven a copy, it was for his eyes only and his regional bosses, but he did share it with me and we fell out laughing in his office. It was a line of shopping carts filled to the brim, all driven by XL women with XL children, on Twinkie day. They'd just returned Twinkies to the shelves at midnight and his stock guys couldn't keep up and just decided to sell them by the case. They ran out, some of the women had been there since 6pm just waiting to make sure they got some. Almost every chubby kid in line had Twinkie cream on their faces and he said they scanned a least a dozen empty boxes.