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(smashes something small and electronic-looking with a sledgehammer) Good early morning, readers!
The thing I just got done turning to plastic and metal mangled crunch-ness was the old cable splitter. TV on one side, modem on the other..... neither one worked, for a week. Cox must be hella-short on techs, because they took for-damn-ever to get a guy out here...
Meme!!
Maul
You preferred a weapon with 89% power over speed and 5% range over melee.
You use a Maul.
Inelegant? You? We'll see who's still alive to say that when you're finished. A fearsome hammer is your weapon of choice, a great equalizer that decimates armored and unarmored foes alike. No one will doubt your strength when you emerge from battle unharmed, your foes battered and broken.
My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 99% on power
You scored higher than 0% on range
Link: The What's Your Signature Weapon Test written by inurashii on Ok Cupid
Yay for big farkin' hammers... I actually took that test a bunch of times, getting a different result each time... ranged from a wooden staff, up through Desert Eagle, SMG and machine gun, all the way to Air Strike. But there's just something VISCERALLY satisfying about a maul/sledgehammer... brutal, mean, intimidating, and completely unsubtle. Great big heavy two-handed "You are SOOOO fucked" impact weapon, yeahhhh.....
Well god damn, I found one! That's right, someone new for my list of "people who must DIE". Eat shit and die choking, Mr Late-Night Taco Bell Drive-Through Guy. Okay, I can understand that these places never hire anyone who fits either criteria of "speaks English" or "has an IQ of more than my height in inches". I can understand getting an order wrong, or mixed up. These are forgivable, since the sheer volume of orders processed each day is staggering. What I cannot forgive is ARGUING WITH THE CUSTOMER THAT THEY ORDERED SOMETHING THEY'RE TELLING YOU THEY DIDN'T!!!!! This complete waste of a human zygote had the unmitigated audacity to try to tell me that I had ordered a Mexican Pizza when I very, very much had not. Like I said a minute ago, correct the mistake and all will be forgiven. DON'T try to force the damn thing on me anyway, AND charge me for it, when I told you A: I didn't order it in the first place, B: I don't want it, and C: you're obviously a fucking dumbass and get the manager here NOW. The manager I totally dug, because she gave me six crunchy taco supremes free for my trouble, but that drive-through dude like NEED needs to be smashed in the forehead with something large, heavy, and blunt. Preferrably something powered by an internal combustion engine, and going at more than 60 miles per hour at the point of impact.
ChrisGryph, OUT.
The thing I just got done turning to plastic and metal mangled crunch-ness was the old cable splitter. TV on one side, modem on the other..... neither one worked, for a week. Cox must be hella-short on techs, because they took for-damn-ever to get a guy out here...
Meme!!
Maul
You preferred a weapon with 89% power over speed and 5% range over melee.
You use a Maul.
Inelegant? You? We'll see who's still alive to say that when you're finished. A fearsome hammer is your weapon of choice, a great equalizer that decimates armored and unarmored foes alike. No one will doubt your strength when you emerge from battle unharmed, your foes battered and broken.
My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 99% on power
You scored higher than 0% on range
Link: The What's Your Signature Weapon Test written by inurashii on Ok Cupid
Yay for big farkin' hammers... I actually took that test a bunch of times, getting a different result each time... ranged from a wooden staff, up through Desert Eagle, SMG and machine gun, all the way to Air Strike. But there's just something VISCERALLY satisfying about a maul/sledgehammer... brutal, mean, intimidating, and completely unsubtle. Great big heavy two-handed "You are SOOOO fucked" impact weapon, yeahhhh.....
Well god damn, I found one! That's right, someone new for my list of "people who must DIE". Eat shit and die choking, Mr Late-Night Taco Bell Drive-Through Guy. Okay, I can understand that these places never hire anyone who fits either criteria of "speaks English" or "has an IQ of more than my height in inches". I can understand getting an order wrong, or mixed up. These are forgivable, since the sheer volume of orders processed each day is staggering. What I cannot forgive is ARGUING WITH THE CUSTOMER THAT THEY ORDERED SOMETHING THEY'RE TELLING YOU THEY DIDN'T!!!!! This complete waste of a human zygote had the unmitigated audacity to try to tell me that I had ordered a Mexican Pizza when I very, very much had not. Like I said a minute ago, correct the mistake and all will be forgiven. DON'T try to force the damn thing on me anyway, AND charge me for it, when I told you A: I didn't order it in the first place, B: I don't want it, and C: you're obviously a fucking dumbass and get the manager here NOW. The manager I totally dug, because she gave me six crunchy taco supremes free for my trouble, but that drive-through dude like NEED needs to be smashed in the forehead with something large, heavy, and blunt. Preferrably something powered by an internal combustion engine, and going at more than 60 miles per hour at the point of impact.
ChrisGryph, OUT.