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Edited by SpookyOBrien7139:
3/19/2015 3:28:10 AM
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So I threw my controller at a wall today....
My internet disconnected when I was already in a bad mood because of the people using shotguns in IB and murmur doing minimal damage at ranges closer than I've one shotted, and getting killed by supers. In my defense, I was aiming for the couch and released late, nailing my brothers art supplies bin he got like 10 years ago and breaking one of the drawers. The only other noticeable damage was not feeling a click when i press the Y-button.
Edit: this seems like it is turning into a confession spot for other people's rages, not the original idea but keep em comin.
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Kind of off topic, but my dad would get extremely mad watching sports, (the few times I see him nowadays he still does.) I remember going shopping with my mom, and I had to be about six at the time, so I saw this foam rectangle and asked her what it was. She replied with "Your dad would probably love it." I asked her if I could get it for him, and so she buys it for me to give to him. I get home, he says thank you and is happy I thought of him. Had to be about an hour later, he's watching football and screaming because the Bears were probably the same let down then they tend to be now. He picks up the foam brick I got him, and -blam!-ing slams it on the floor to my horror. They explained it shortly after so all was good after.
