We doubt suicide by scangun is possible (unless you beat yourself to death with it) but we all feel like this sometimes, especially now with so many markdowns and fucking inventory on the way. This pic was sent to us by a Retail Slut at a Big Fancy Department Store, he's had it with checking prices. It's too bad the scanguns aren't more Star Trek-like and shoot lasers that evaporate annoying Discount Rats who want us to check everything for a lower sale price.