[ WP ] `` I 'd like a refund . This ultimate power I bought is absolutely worthless ''

Jacob leaned on one arm and gave the man a half-interested glance. `` Sir, you've had Super-Ultimate-Funtime-Destructo-Mega-Nuclear-Shitload-Rainboom-Happy-Funtime for three months at this point. Our refund policy is one week.'' 
 
 The man scoffed. A vein bulged and he ran his hands through his blonde hair. `` Yes, I know, but for God's sake I need this returned! I have n't got it to work even once!'' 
 
 A lady behind the distressed man started to tap her foot. 
 
 `` Sir, as this receipt says,'' Jacob wiggled the item in question. `` You've had this for three months. If it did n't work, you should of returned it eariler.'' 
 
 `` EARILER!'' The man shouted, a solitary piece of spittle landed on Jacobs face, making his bad day even worse. `` I payed one billion dollars for my nano-injections, chemo therapy and twenty minutes time in the radioactive waste pit for this! I just ca n't return it!'' 
 
 `` Not my problem dude.'' Jacob shrugged. 
 
 `` B-b-but...'' 
 
 `` NEXT!'' 
 
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