A piercing scream flooded the house, and James nearly fell off his chair when he heard it. He ran into the living room, gasping for breath; he saw his girlfriend sitting on the couch, glaring daggers at the television.

“Why the hell did you scream?!” he asked, breathless.
She turned to him, a pure look of fury on her face. She pointed to the TV accusingly. “If I see another, single advert for High School Musical, I am going to FLIP .”
James let out a sigh.
“Barbara, that’s why you were screaming kingdom come?”

She simply crossed her hands, and sat, pouting. Out of the blue, the mail popped through the little slit in the door, and she ran to pick it up.
Barbara snorted in disgust when she saw the magazines.
She held up a diet magazine.
‘You’re Not Slim Enough Yet’ was the title, and all the others were reminiscent of it.

“Would burning these pieces of junk down make me person against society and personal expression?”

He nodded.

“We need to have a mass ‘Nature Picks the Strongest to Survive’ Day.”