It’s interesting, normally I’m a pretty mellow, non-confrontational person and am normally horrified at the idea of vandalizing someone else’s property for any reason, but after I was subject to that cloud of death smoke it awoke something in me and I just snapped. Everyone has their limits I suppose.
It’s such a senseless aggression and as manly as kicking a dog. It’s difficult to not put it in some sort of check—it took me a mile to realize I wasn’t watching engine trouble, but some raging asshole toy with an EV and a complete stranger’s safety for the fun of it. Who the fuck does that? What has to be broken in you to enjoy that shit? Agh. Just please be careful when you engage with the death cult, they aren’t working with a full deck.
You should be ashamed of the terrible thing you did! (To that poor key.)
The key will never recover.
It’s interesting, normally I’m a pretty mellow, non-confrontational person and am normally horrified at the idea of vandalizing someone else’s property for any reason, but after I was subject to that cloud of death smoke it awoke something in me and I just snapped. Everyone has their limits I suppose.
It’s such a senseless aggression and as manly as kicking a dog. It’s difficult to not put it in some sort of check—it took me a mile to realize I wasn’t watching engine trouble, but some raging asshole toy with an EV and a complete stranger’s safety for the fun of it. Who the fuck does that? What has to be broken in you to enjoy that shit? Agh. Just please be careful when you engage with the death cult, they aren’t working with a full deck.