The time for action is NOW...

[Vindictus]

What is the point?
WHAT IS THE FRIGGING POINT??
Why, WHY, **WHY** does it have to be such an exercise in futility… to simply attempt to buy a pair of boots and a pair of jeans??
I mean, *they* (the faceless, heartless, soulless rulers of the world) make clothes for everybody else… the short, the round and roly-poly, I’m sure I even saw a “Winter Hunchback Collection” in a few stores.
But me? Poor lil’ ol’ me??
All day trudging round in the pissing rain, surrounded by inbred troglodytes (all of whom, incidentally, had clothes that fitted their bizarre, misshapen bodies)… my blood pressure rising… hope fading.
And what do I have to show for my day’s shopping? A packet of disposable razors… which will probably slice my fucking face to ribbons: “because I’ve got the wrong kind of chin” or “my cheekbones are too finely sculpted” or somesuch nonsense.

Someone, somewhere, will pay… dearly.

And…. BREATHE………