Vengeance is Mine

Someone drank the last Diet Coke in the fridge. This is a crime without comparison. My vengeance shall be spoken of for years.

Update: My wife just called to tell me that she had accidentally hidden the last Diet Coke while rearranging the fridge. It has been found. My white-hot rage is subsiding underneath a cataract of fizzy, cold, brown goodness. Paroxysms of wild anger and unspeakable violence have been avoided.

The citizens of Tierrasanta may rest easy. For now.