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chads phone
I’ve always harbored irrational anger toward inanimate objects that irritate me. Back in the days of dial-up and modems, I once took a hammer to an old 28.8 that kept booting me offline. But there’s nothing, absolutely nothing more annoying than a cell phone that doesn’t work (except perhaps one that does) and this particular phone has made my life a living hell for the past two years. So I shot it.
It was irrational. It was juvenile. And it felt great. In addition to the cathartic experience of exacting a little revenge on something I despised, I also learned that a liquid crystal display isn’t nearly as effective as bone at stopping a carbon arrow traveling at 280 fps or so.