One Day I Will Be King, And I Will Rule With An Iron Fist!!!!

One of the reasons I’ve pretty much stopped shopping at KMart is that on at least two separate occasions I have gone in on the first day of an advertised sale and found the shelves packed with men’s briefs in small and medium with a scattering of larges, but no extra or double-x anywhere. This despite the fact that the ad specifically stated the sizes on sale would go up to double-x. When I bring this to the attention of their customer disservice people the response is usually something along the lines of “Here’s a complaint form, fill it out and we’ll [throw it in the trash as soon as you leave] give it to the manager.”

Oh, and my suggestion for whoever ends up being King (I’ve lost track of who’s in the lead):

Executives and designers for public transportation systems are required to spend at least one month a year duct-taped into a wheelchair without access to a car so they can see how “accessible” their busses, trains and stations really are, as well as how “helpful” their empleyees are.

Tuckerfan,

Can I be your LACKEY OF IRONIC PUNISHMENTS?
Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please with chocolate jimmies and crumbled up cookie things and butterwscotch and hot fudge and caramel on top?

Please?

I figure that anyone doing any drugs that they didn’t buy from me at extortion rates will die. Hastur, that includes pot, oregano, and jolly ranchers. In my country, we laugh at death and walk like real men! We puff our chests out and strut! We don’t laugh, we say “HA-hahahaHA!”.