Yeah, I mean... wtf is THAT stuff what's experiencing super-inflation?
Guess it's time to donate to the food bank again. (glances at mortgage-depleted bank account.)

(Man, I *wish* violence worked. Even as a mood-improver, I always just wound up with sore knuckles and a grim conviction that this had brought my inevitable terminal arthritis that much nearer, and that's why I'm now more repressed and don't punch walls anymore.)