It will be a terrible, brutal expedition into the plagued, abyssal depths of shopper-land. I may not make it out alive. But my loved ones need presents. Warring, horrifying product-hungry monstrosities will be roaming about, viciously snarling at anyone who dares to glance at the section of the shelf they’re drooling over. The end is nigh.
I have to go to the mall :(
