You know when you have that feeling: "I must have myself some new stuff". Maybe you just had your payday, or you're bored on the bus, or you saw a really cool stuff your evil sorta-friend was wearing and you must get back at them by stuffing up with some even cooler stuff. No biggie.

Then, the slow, creeping feeling of panic. "Oh-for-the-love-of-Mary-mother-of-Christ I don't know where to find awesome stuff!". Brothers and sisters, we have your backs.