exhibit C: it's very subtle, but when you look closer, they're actually excluding klaus in this photoshoot. jello has his arms around ray and ted, with both of them holding instruments in each hand, so as not to touch their bassist like he's riddled with incurable diseases. just look at klaus; behind those glasses are the eyes of a tired soul who has grown jaded with how society treats people like him. hey biafra, since you're so keen on spraypainting statements on your shirts, you might as well write "short people deserve death" on what you wore in this photo because quite frankly, your hatred for your bassist isn't glaringly obvious enough, you shmuck. also you look like you have a huge, shrivelled up camel toe

exhibit D: as if that wasn't enough to make your stomach churn, this photo sucks all what's left of your faith for humanity. really, you're using your short bassist as an armrest? this is wicked -- vile, to say the least. and that's not all, d.h. peligro is just STANDING there, allowing for east bay ray to get away with his crime scot-free. maybe they were the goons of hazzard that they've warned us about after all? poor klaus, all he could ever do is pretend that everything's fine, with a smile on his face that's just as empty as the souls of these two men beside him.

not to worry, because klaus didn't let the embers of vengeance die; he set it ablaze, allowing the flames of hatred to consume him which eventually lead to this courageous act-- locking one of his harassers in between his feet. how do you like it down there, ray? it's not enough, but i hope it was able to give him some sense of justice after all the years he's suffered in this sick and twisted band. as for jello, it's past the time for pitiful peace signs; you too, shall pay for your sins. and peligro, you can't numb your guilt and regret with a bottle of beer; nothing in this world is capable of doing that.

if there's something we can learn from this, it's to be kind to all bassists all over the world regardless of their height. numbers on a measuring tape don't define us and society shouldn't impose otherwise. let there be justice for klaus fluoride. continue on your path to recovery and revenge, our beloved bass-wielding goofball bastard.