They say misery loves company

How do they do it? How do they mess up the store with such thorough abandon? It's amazing, it really is. I mean, horrifying, but amazing. It's like as soon as I turn my back, there they are, tap dancing madly up and down the aisle as they fling about anything and everything their sticky little fingers can close around. Tip tap tip tap tippity smash smash THE BOOM BOOM THE POW POW tap tap tap! It's like that godawful Cat in the Hat, where the eponymous Cat and his hedonistic hellband of little blue-haired gremlins raze an entire household to the ground, and I'm that fish shrieking helplessly from a fishbowl.

I always hated the Cat in the Hat.