Spare Me From This Evil

   Couldn't help noticing this evil, evil thing to day as I paid for some petrol, at a local filling station. It was on the counter, right next to the thingamabob what reads your credit/debit card.

   I hate, detest, loathe, can't stand this spawn of Satan ever since that git Richie fed my daughter one years ago. She spewed it back up in the back of  our brand new car (well - it was only four months old) and it took forever and a day to get that sticky gooey mess out of the upholstery.

   Richie - if I ever see you again . . .