So you go to the shop and you pick your lovely pristine fashion magazine and you hand over quite a few pennies and the excitement is building up inside you and you get home and you close the door so there are no distractions and you take it out of the bag and you run your eyes over the cover and the anticipation and promise of a payout are at their peak you can barely breath and then...
Schhhllllllcccrrriiiippppp!
The horrible dawning realisation that you've got a magazine with severe water damage. Ack.
Shoving a ruler between sullied pages in order to wrench them apart well and truly destroys the whole fantasy element of a brand new magazine not to mention hampering the enjoyment of the pretty, pretty pictures.
Who can I see about this? Outraged.
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