Another Reminder Of Why I Remain Angry After Sixty+ Yrs.!

If my parents weren't deservedly dead already, I'd have to kill them, not merely for throwing away my comic book collection when we moved to Seattle but for lying to me about it for months. Probably should've killed myself for believing the lying sacks of shit at all, & for not realizing right fucking then that no one can be trusted, ever: "Oh, they were lost in transit for a while ... they'll be here in a month or so ..."

Lying fucking scum, like the idiot squealer who called the police & sent me to psychiatric jail & like everyone the fuck else in this horrid world of shit & pain. No wonder I hate every one of you, even my goddam parents started fucking me, pretty much the day I was born!!Not saying that I had Action #1, or this one, but I did have Daredevil #1. You rotten, rotten bitch & the son thereof. After this kind of treatment, no jury would dare convict me of anything. Not that they'll take me alive, mind you!