Where's a Superhero when you Need one?

So. I go traipsing off to my beloved Comical Book store as usual, and much to my dismay, am greeted by the news that it was ROBBED last night! The effrontery of it! The sheer audacity! The outrage! They broke in through a small obscure window in the back, and unfortunately, in doing so, knocked over a tall bookcase, which fell against another bookcase, and in a domino effect, a bunch of them were broken to pieces. They took the small amount of cash in the drawer, and some games, and that was it, apart from accidentally wrecking the place, so I guess it could have been a whole lot worse. They didn't take any books, nor action figures, or even some of the very expensive statues and things lying around. Did make a mess though.

The window is now gone, bricked up with cinderblocks. The bookcases are rebuilt, and things look pretty much back to normal, but Matt is still shook up a bit. Hell, I'M shook up a bit! I LOVE my comic book store!

I'm making Matt cookies.