I went out to the kitchen to make myself a peanut butter sandwich for breakfast just now. I reached into the cabinet and pulled out the jar, only to find it completely empty. Taunting me.
This kind of thing makes me want to hurt someone, using the empty jar as a missile and the perp's head as a target. Just one good bounce off the skull would relieve my feelings considerably.
I contented myself with stomping over to the kitchen wastebasket and throwing it inside with a great deal of force. That'll teach 'em.
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