i learnt kung-fu in a supermarket. a group of angry terrorist arrived in the groceries section, irritated at the way these huge corporations were taking over towns, growing and growing, so that the growth of their exploitation (i.e. in the third world) could grow too. i did not feel that i could join them, because i shopped here, and it was conveniant, and i did not wish to only enlarge my hypocrisy.
instead, i practised my kicks on the terrorists. i realised that i had become quite good, so i made a belt out of black curtain-material. i wear it everywhere.