Here is another horrifying example of true life retail-hell events of my past. This...actually...happened. Nearly word for word, this event happened to me almost fifteen years ago and I still haven't been able to drown it out of my memory... no matter how many Suffering Bastards I drink. Back then, the person showing me the rotting fish was a homeless person who smelled worse than the fish itself...so...I guess it's an improvement. One other note-- The add for the Anal ink was also inspired by true events from an artist I read in a magazine who created art in just such a way. ...truly the mind boggles at how bored you got to be to squirt ink from your sphincter onto watercolor paper and call it art. So there... happy holidays.