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Mallrats
You've seen those kids — you know the ones I'm talking about — the ones with those goofy shoes with the roller skates built in, who take no heed of the fact that there are about eighteen thousand people in the mall as they kick their feet into that heel-toe configuration and go rolling headlong into anyone remotely in range.

If someone . . . no one in particular, mind you . . . just once . . . were to "accidentally" stick a foot out and trip one of those bastards. . . .

Yeah, I wouldn't mind so much.