if you have this.

And you wonder why people want to bomb us. Since they turned 5 they've been working in factories making shit like this to satisfy the undying need of South Beach yuppsters sipping on organic fair trade coffee (40% chance they're wearing rollerskates) whose puppy would apparently melt if it got hit by some waindwops during their nighly saunter down Lincoln Road (and what better way to protect little fido's cashmere sweater?). OK, fuckers, we get it! You don't have a little annoying shithead brat kid so you have to put every ounce of your energy (read: money) into some little piece of shit that sprays poo where I walk and doesn't even realize it has a better life than 99% of the conscious organisms in the world, all to satisfy the empty spot in you oh-so-meaningful life. UGH! I can't believe I saw this at 8AM. Now I'm all riled up for the entire day. FUCK!