Lynx rant
Well, it was a while. Time to dust off the ol' Lynx. And it's not a figure of speech, either. There was literally dust on the thing. So after I wiped it off, I should have wiped my butt with that stupid Qix cart, just to show it who's boss. Damn asshole game sucks. Qix is evil, and whoever made it will rot in Hell for all eternity for the horrible pain and suffering he caused. I was in a good mood, but after about a half-hour, I'm cussing, yelling, quitting, and listening to Nine Inch Nails. It's the music I listen to when I get angry. That Qix game sure does suck monkey cock. Executed very poorly. The worst part is those motherf***ing things that patrol the perimeter, just waiting for you to run into them to make me lose a life. I've come to the conclusion that that Lynx likes it when I get angry so it can laugh at me, saying how much of a loser I am and saying that I look like a moron when I get all angry. Oh sure, you can't hear it laughing, it's doing it on the inside. Computers like to make me angry. They all do. They all suck ass. I have never worked on a computer that didn't like me. Which is why I'd like to rent a sledgehammer and take it to everything electronic I can find. That is my fantasy. Cars, traffic lights, EVIL COMPUTERS THAT HATE ME, you know, just the usual s**t that makes me angry. That is all.

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