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those weird feelings you get sometimes that you can't name, or even put into positive or negative, like when you finish a really good game/TV show/book series- happy you've finished it/had a fun time, but sad it's over, or when you remember something from your childhood no longer around.

PredaKhaine wrote:

There is nowhere to put pasty down. Holding pasty causes pain. Eating pasty causes pain. Refraining from eating the pasty till the internal temperatures subside is also no longer an option as you've eaten the pastry from one end (which was the only pasty portion at a reasonable temperature )- thus leakage of beef, suede and potato at liquid magma type heat.

Gah.

Suede? In pasties??
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suede


I've heard of carpet munching but that's just ridiculous

 Dreadclaw69 wrote:

PredaKhaine wrote:

There is nowhere to put pasty down. Holding pasty causes pain. Eating pasty causes pain. Refraining from eating the pasty till the internal temperatures subside is also no longer an option as you've eaten the pastry from one end (which was the only pasty portion at a reasonable temperature )- thus leakage of beef, suede and potato at liquid magma type heat.

Gah.

Suede? In pasties??
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suede


I've heard of carpet munching but that's just ridiculous

Erm...no I meant this other sort of suede....yeah

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suede_(band)
Now I'm going to whistle nonchalantly and wander off...

But yeah - I hate suede pasties!

Sorry, I couldn't resist

Five tills = Five cashiers.

Five self service = One cashier (it's actually 10 for 1 cashier in our local Tesco)

Derp.

Customers.

When I've worked in shops in the past, they are the single biggest bunch of ever invented.

They stick different labels on things and then want to pay a different price, they put stuff in the wrong place, they lie, cheat and steal...

I once had one guy try to buy a pressure washer. Because we'd sold out of the cheap ones, he wanted an expensive one for the cheap price. (it also doesn't work the other way round..."Oh, you wanted a cheap one? I'll sell it to you for the expensive price...")

I told him no three different ways, he still wouldn't believe me and I ended up getting a manger involved. She told him no (louder though) then later told me off for trying to get him money knocked off? WTF?

But thats nothing compared to the old lady who kept offering me sweets then wanted to know how to fix a mirror to her bedroom ceiling...

Customers, who'd have em...

Whoever said "The customer is always right" clearly never met the customer

Now realizing that retail customers are fair game in this thread for my previous rant:

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Oh game on. Here's mine...

People who shop at Costco.

Where do I start. Let me begin by saying that I signed up for Costco, let it lapsed and recently re-upped my membership. regardless I absolutely loathe going to Costco itself or talking about it.

1) People talking about Costco - Ok yeah, I get it. There are some great deals at Costco. Especially if you have a large family, roommates, or run a small business. I am none of those things, as I live with my girlfriend and have two small dogs. Yet, the ability to buy markedly cheaper durable goods, non-perishable groceries, and bulk liquor (though I've recently drastically cut back on drinking) is too tempting. But you know what? It's not that much. The first time I got a membership I was regaled with tales about how much cheaper everything was and I was suitably impressed by some of the things I could purchase there. So I got the executive with promises of savings and a return on my membership if I didn't save that much. I used it possibly 4 times over a year. Each time I spent probably $200+ stocking up on durables (paper goods, etc). I didn't make up the 50 dollars in savings and still had to shop elsewhere to round out my shopping. You know what I received? A 4 dollar "check" which was actually a coupon for, ta-da, Costco. Thanks, and screw your word of mouth advertisers. When i re-upped, I went normal at a discount, with a small cash card to spend there.

2) Costco is the Pinnacle of Man - This isn't where it stops, I also get flooded with talk about how awesome they treat their employees. Yes, I get it. It's a rockin' place to work with some morals and what do we sacrifice for it? Plastic bags, a membership fee, and a pretty store.Be honest with yourself, you're shopping in a warehouse. I can deal with those to be honest. But again, I get regaled with tales about how if all the department stores were like Costco, the world would be a better place. Wal-Mart employees would have healthcare, workers wouldn't have to subsist on food stamps, and I'd have a twelve inch dong with a cool blue ground effect. Guess what? This will never happen. Why? Because people vote with their dollars. Now please stop telling me how union jobs will fix everything. (Not a union rant, just a rant about getting talked at by some people who drink the punch).

3) Move Aside Peasant, I have to buy 80 pre-formed beef patties - I don't know if this is me or everyone, but the worst thing are the people milling about the store with their gigantic flippin carts like they're the only one on the floor. Every time, and I mean this in the most literal sense, every time I have gone to a Costco, I have been run into or barely managed to avoid being hit on my person or my cart by someone with their cart. I could understand the occasional bump coming around a blind corner, but not the straight on, walking speed game of chicken. Common courtesy? Move to the right of an aisle. That's how we drive (in the US as that's my experience), everyone understands it, it's true in other situations. NOT IN COSTCO. Full bore down the left lane, no one to your right, head straight at me and smash into my cart, staring me in the eyes. And the coup de grace? Not even a word after you've hit me or my cart. Just finally making the later concious decision to steer away from me and move around. I think the best I ever got was a primeval grunt. Now, you may wonder, is this behavior location based? I doubt it. There are at least 4 of these gargantuan shopping boxes around my city, in socially and economically varying areas. I've been to each one, same behavior. I think once you slide that sweet looking membership card in your pocket, a sense of entitlement comes stapled to it that says "Thinking about saying sorry? No time, gotta snag 20 lbs of oranges for you and your brood of now entitled children". There is one positive spin to this. I'm normally pretty reserved in public. No longer in Costco. I have fun calling people out on their behavior to their faces. For some reason I find these people just seem to outright ignore me. What an alien landscape....

4) Stop signs don't count if there's a white line around them - This behavior is rampant in a lot of parking lots. It doesn't stop at Costco. Been too many near misses as I go through a freshly painted crosswalk and an Escalade with 2.54 children, a soccer ball, and a 24 count case of NyQuil (to calm down the children of course) comes rolling through honking at me as it barely swerves my cart. I can't possibly manage to move this hulk of metal that used to be a half of a VW beetle and is now a Costco shopping cart any faster. I also can't penetrate your tinted windows and the sound of a Veggie Tales DVD to let you know what you're doing is unlawful and potentially hazardous. I'm sorry to have extended your commute home with your horrible children by 3 seconds.

5) Family Shopping means Family Shopping - Holy gak, how many kids do you have? Answer: Enough to block an entire aisle at Costco as they badger you about buying random gak. Seriously, I don't think your kids are going to help you save an extra dollar or glean a hidden secret from the Akashic records while shopping at Costco. Hell, they won't even help you put anything in the cart besides a box of Pop-Tarts, which i know you'll ditch somewhere as you approach the checkout lane. They can't even push your cart. Leave em at home. Positive spin: No matter the location, it's fun to scare children or talk crazy around them. No one believes them when they retell the story.

6) I can't hear you La-la-la-la - Okay, plain rude. If I ask politely to move around you, your cart, your children, etc., at least acknowledge my presence. I would even take a grunt or a 'no' at this point. I've learned my lesson with this one and figured out what may be the precursor to point 3: you will be acknowledged when you start pushing their gak out of the way with your cart. I fear I may stop asking at some point and become a hateful, entitled, middle aged man soon, mowing down lawn gnomes, canned peaches and young children with nary a thought.

So, yeah, those are my pet peeves about Costco. No other business I've patronized wraps them all up in a perfect storm like that. Why do I still go? The employees are good folk and their products are acceptable at the price point. I can also avoid many of the customers shopping during the day on a weekday. Didn't expect myself to go into a full rant.

...

Oh, and I don't like fish. Stop proselytizing it to me.

 shrike wrote:

PredaKhaine wrote:People who try to get me to eat things that I don't like.

I hate tomatoes. I do not need to try them again just to 'make sure'

this
"try this!"
"I have, I don't like it."
"go on, just a taste!"
"I. don't. like. it."
"oh, go on!"
*bite* "you happy now? It's horrible."
"just making sure."
what, you think I was lying?

Oh god I hate that. Although it dosn't go that way with me.

"try this!"
"I have, I don't like it."
"go on, just a taste!"
"I. don't. like. it."
"oh, go on!"
"No. No I am not going to. I don't like it"
"Why? It's good"
"I don't know. I just don't"
"Go on. If you don't try it how will you know"
"Look. I don't fething like it and I'm not fething trying it now back off!"

It pisses me off. I have dyspraxia and one of the things is a complete intollorance to the texture and taste of some food. Yet still my wife and parants try and get me to try things.

Whilst we are on supermarkets. People who take up the isle or block items because they are chatting to people they know and won't move. If you want to talk to your friends go to the pub or something. When your in a shop go shopping. I'm not saying ignore people you know, but FFS don't have a fething mothers meeting.

Steve steveson wrote:
but FFS don't have a fething mothers meeting.

3 Questions: Are these fething mothers hot? How often do these fething mothers meet? Do they argue with their fething husbands a lot?

 reiner wrote:
Now realizing that retail customers are fair game in this thread for my previous rant:

----

Oh game on. Here's mine...

People who shop at Costco.

Where do I start. Let me begin by saying that I signed up for Costco, let it lapsed and recently re-upped my membership. regardless I absolutely loathe going to Costco itself or talking about it.

1) People talking about Costco - Ok yeah, I get it. There are some great deals at Costco. Especially if you have a large family, roommates, or run a small business. I am none of those things, as I live with my girlfriend and have two small dogs. Yet, the ability to buy markedly cheaper durable goods, non-perishable groceries, and bulk liquor (though I've recently drastically cut back on drinking) is too tempting. But you know what? It's not that much. The first time I got a membership I was regaled with tales about how much cheaper everything was and I was suitably impressed by some of the things I could purchase there. So I got the executive with promises of savings and a return on my membership if I didn't save that much. I used it possibly 4 times over a year. Each time I spent probably $200+ stocking up on durables (paper goods, etc). I didn't make up the 50 dollars in savings and still had to shop elsewhere to round out my shopping. You know what I received? A 4 dollar "check" which was actually a coupon for, ta-da, Costco. Thanks, and screw your word of mouth advertisers. When i re-upped, I went normal at a discount, with a small cash card to spend there.

2) Costco is the Pinnacle of Man - This isn't where it stops, I also get flooded with talk about how awesome they treat their employees. Yes, I get it. It's a rockin' place to work with some morals and what do we sacrifice for it? Plastic bags, a membership fee, and a pretty store.Be honest with yourself, you're shopping in a warehouse. I can deal with those to be honest. But again, I get regaled with tales about how if all the department stores were like Costco, the world would be a better place. Wal-Mart employees would have healthcare, workers wouldn't have to subsist on food stamps, and I'd have a twelve inch dong with a cool blue ground effect. Guess what? This will never happen. Why? Because people vote with their dollars. Now please stop telling me how union jobs will fix everything. (Not a union rant, just a rant about getting talked at by some people who drink the punch).

3) Move Aside Peasant, I have to buy 80 pre-formed beef patties - I don't know if this is me or everyone, but the worst thing are the people milling about the store with their gigantic flippin carts like they're the only one on the floor. Every time, and I mean this in the most literal sense, every time I have gone to a Costco, I have been run into or barely managed to avoid being hit on my person or my cart by someone with their cart. I could understand the occasional bump coming around a blind corner, but not the straight on, walking speed game of chicken. Common courtesy? Move to the right of an aisle. That's how we drive (in the US as that's my experience), everyone understands it, it's true in other situations. NOT IN COSTCO. Full bore down the left lane, no one to your right, head straight at me and smash into my cart, staring me in the eyes. And the coup de grace? Not even a word after you've hit me or my cart. Just finally making the later concious decision to steer away from me and move around. I think the best I ever got was a primeval grunt. Now, you may wonder, is this behavior location based? I doubt it. There are at least 4 of these gargantuan shopping boxes around my city, in socially and economically varying areas. I've been to each one, same behavior. I think once you slide that sweet looking membership card in your pocket, a sense of entitlement comes stapled to it that says "Thinking about saying sorry? No time, gotta snag 20 lbs of oranges for you and your brood of now entitled children". There is one positive spin to this. I'm normally pretty reserved in public. No longer in Costco. I have fun calling people out on their behavior to their faces. For some reason I find these people just seem to outright ignore me. What an alien landscape....

4) Stop signs don't count if there's a white line around them - This behavior is rampant in a lot of parking lots. It doesn't stop at Costco. Been too many near misses as I go through a freshly painted crosswalk and an Escalade with 2.54 children, a soccer ball, and a 24 count case of NyQuil (to calm down the children of course) comes rolling through honking at me as it barely swerves my cart. I can't possibly manage to move this hulk of metal that used to be a half of a VW beetle and is now a Costco shopping cart any faster. I also can't penetrate your tinted windows and the sound of a Veggie Tales DVD to let you know what you're doing is unlawful and potentially hazardous. I'm sorry to have extended your commute home with your horrible children by 3 seconds.

5) Family Shopping means Family Shopping - Holy gak, how many kids do you have? Answer: Enough to block an entire aisle at Costco as they badger you about buying random gak. Seriously, I don't think your kids are going to help you save an extra dollar or glean a hidden secret from the Akashic records while shopping at Costco. Hell, they won't even help you put anything in the cart besides a box of Pop-Tarts, which i know you'll ditch somewhere as you approach the checkout lane. They can't even push your cart. Leave em at home. Positive spin: No matter the location, it's fun to scare children or talk crazy around them. No one believes them when they retell the story.

6) I can't hear you La-la-la-la - Okay, plain rude. If I ask politely to move around you, your cart, your children, etc., at least acknowledge my presence. I would even take a grunt or a 'no' at this point. I've learned my lesson with this one and figured out what may be the precursor to point 3: you will be acknowledged when you start pushing their gak out of the way with your cart. I fear I may stop asking at some point and become a hateful, entitled, middle aged man soon, mowing down lawn gnomes, canned peaches and young children with nary a thought.

So, yeah, those are my pet peeves about Costco. No other business I've patronized wraps them all up in a perfect storm like that. Why do I still go? The employees are good folk and their products are acceptable at the price point. I can also avoid many of the customers shopping during the day on a weekday. Didn't expect myself to go into a full rant.

...

+1,000,000 on this with you!

I won't go into Costco except within the initial hour they're open on a weekday because I'm so enraged by the typical over-entitled elitest mindset that permiates from the vast majority of other customers in that hellhole.
Hell, I've had little brats squirming like crazy in the shopping cart lean over and scream in my ear as I pass by. And the little bd's so-called parent just glares at me like I've dropped an F-bomb or something and then tells their little gak, "use your indoor voice sweetie." (F-you lady, my ears will now be ringing for the rest of the day thanks to your ill-disciplined brat!)

And people drive like they're complete morons in the parking lot... I've nearly been run down by some @$$hat running stop signs, or have Mrs Soccer Mom back-up over top of me, or simply been nearly taken out by some dumb@$$ fiddling with their van's dvd player while talking on their cell phone...

Then there's when your trying to park your own vehicle.
Not only does Costco believe that every location need about 100 odd handi-cap spaces, but once you've finally found a spot and are waiting for it to be vacated, signalling your intent all the while... Only for some ignorant donkey-cave to swoop in and steal your spot because they've blissfully ignored your turn signal, but also used the other idiot who doesn't know how to back-out and needs half the parking lot to do so as a distraction to complete their theft of your parking spot! (then they yell at you and call you a racist white pig for trying to take the spot they only saw because you were already waiting for it!!!)


Gods I hate Costco!

My pet hate is kids screaming whlie losing at cod, you shouldnt be playing that game anyway at that age, and having to mute em and losing my killstreak

Pet peeve:

Those who have a desperate need to win.
Those who would lie, cheat and browbeat.
Those who would throw models and say an army is OP at the end if they lose.
Those who would love to see you visibly crushed.

The only true "win" is at the end after a truely miserable game is to smile and say: "I let you win because it looked like you needed it more than me..." then the yelling starts.

My biggest Pet peeve has to be this. When a mother refers the the father watching the baby as "Babysitting" to me it sounds like it isnt the fathers job to watch the baby and he is doing it as a favor to the mother.

 Talizvar wrote:
Those who would throw models and say an army is OP at the end if they lose.

I have a friend or two who does this when online gaming- not as far as throwing it away, but stop playing it for a while at least and slag it off, even if it's not the game's fault, either being outplayed or just unlucky.

When after having caught a late night movie you and your good friend are happily sharing a carton of chips and discussing how awsome that ninja fight was and how you liked the cobra uniforms and 2 drunk sluts come in, drunk slut 1 (heavily over weight) grabs a handful of your chips and then heads off up to the counter then leaving drunk slut 2 still hanging around. with a voice that is sarcasm in its most purest form your friend says "do you want one too" and she grabs one and walks off as though thats all she had been waiting for and rejoins drunk slut one who is currently insulting the guys behind the counter and trying to get into the kitchen to pee.

Whinny brats who play Mech Warrior Online and moan about how over powered this is and underpowered that is forcing the IPs to redesign whole aspects. I mean c`mon you arses its still in the Beta form and only been released for so long. Give it a rest and if you cant take the heat go play COD instead.

Parents who moan about how games like COD are making little 10 year old Timmy violent and how they should be banned and all that despit the fact they have just gone out and bought Timmy the latest black ops or desert war. I mean seriously, look at the bottom left corner, Right now you see that little thing that says "Only for ages 18 and above"? Well guess what jackass, that means that the game isnt ment for you little Timmy, infact it is explicitly stating otherwise so what do you expect if your going to insist on giving a whinny 10 year old brat a game intended for adults aged 18 and above. Think you stupid blonde gaks, is it really appropiate. And do dedicated gamers really want little gak-feth brats whinning and moaning and projecting their annoying high pitched squeaky voices all over the game they want to play for fun? no they really dont appreciate little Timmy 10 year old brat spoiling their game.

WAAC players.

My little brothers insistence that he has every right to enter my room whilst i am not there, root around, find my porn (yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you) and worst of all play aroundwith my sacred ritual dagger. Oh and take my mums chocolate and then hide the evidence in my room along with lot of his rubbish such as empty cans, etc.


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 shrike wrote:
those weird feelings you get sometimes that you can't name, or even put into positive or negative, like when you finish a really good game/TV show/book series- happy you've finished it/had a fun time, but sad it's over, or when you remember something from your childhood no longer around.

i know that feeling. Both love and hate it.

 master of ordinance wrote:

My little brothers insistence that he has every right to enter my room whilst i am not there, root around, find my porn (yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you) and worst of all play aroundwith my sacred ritual dagger.

Should that sentance be separated into 2?

 master of ordinance wrote:
yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you

who has a porn stash nowadays? Thats what the internet and private brousing is for, or a smart phone and a wifi connection. No need for evidence.



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 hotsauceman1 wrote:
My biggest Pet peeve has to be this. When a mother refers the the father watching the baby as "Babysitting" to me it sounds like it isnt the fathers job to watch the baby and he is doing it as a favor to the mother.

Yes, yes, yes. Can we add to that all the other "men are useless women are all superheros looking after there kids and a man!!!!" crap?

We are all people just trying to do our best.

Steve steveson wrote:

 master of ordinance wrote:
yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you

who has a porn stash nowadays? Thats what the internet and private brousing is for, or a smart phone and a wifi connection. No need for evidence.

That's what I was thinking as well.

I hate the words, "Kit' and "Community".
I hate people who speak without any tact to their language and who can't tell a joke.

master of ordinance wrote:

 shrike wrote:
those weird feelings you get sometimes that you can't name, or even put into positive or negative, like when you finish a really good game/TV show/book series- happy you've finished it/had a fun time, but sad it's over, or when you remember something from your childhood no longer around.

i know that feeling. Both love and hate it.

same, and because I don't know what category to put it in, it annoys me

aosol wrote:I hate the words, "Kit' and "Community".
I hate people who speak without any tact to their language and who can't tell a joke.

oh god, yes. People who describe groups as a "community" or, worse, a "family", when it's basically just a group of people.

also, when I come up with an amazingly perfect, witty and hilarious joke... and then feth up the delivery completely, or I don't get to say it and by the time I can, the moment's gone.

Tabletop games
People who come over to your table and "predict" the outcome of the game, they're usually completely wrong and rather annoying to have them hanging over my shoulder judging my moves.

Video games
There's lots about world of tanks that drives me mad, people who rage unnecessarily about the outcome of a game or who care too much about their stats, but at the same time I hate incompetent drivers who seem to always die in the first 5 minutes and contribute nothing.

In general
When people chat to you on facebook, skype or steam and instead of saying what they want to say in one long message insist on sending hundreds of little three or four word sentences, causing the annoying notification sound to play over and over again, and then they freak out if you don't instantly reply and send even more messages

When you are in a debate or argument with someone and they insist on you letting them finish the point they are trying to make then interrupt you when you reply

People who think that because I'm an American that I want to hear them complain about how confusing US politics are or all the problems with US social, economic or foreign policy

People who think that their opinions are fact

Leaving milk out, ITS A COLD DRINK SO FOR GODS SAKE JUST PUT IT BACK IN THE FRIDGE WHEN YOU ARE DONE WITH IT

Cats, and people who insist on telling me how much better than dogs they are

People who try to guilt trip me because I come from a upper middle class background, I can't control the family I was born into and I certainly don't judge you for where you were born

Steve steveson wrote:

 master of ordinance wrote:
yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you

who has a porn stash nowadays? Thats what the internet and private brousing is for, or a smart phone and a wifi connection. No need for evidence.

Those poor ones of us whom have mothers whom are technophobical . Ive only just persuaded her to let me get a laptop and only beause im doing an ICT course at college. She still wont stretch to a smart phone.

 master of ordinance wrote:

Steve steveson wrote:

 master of ordinance wrote:
yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you

who has a porn stash nowadays? Thats what the internet and private brousing is for, or a smart phone and a wifi connection. No need for evidence.

Those poor ones of us whom have mothers whom are technophobical . Ive only just persuaded her to let me get a laptop and only beause im doing an ICT course at college. She still wont stretch to a smart phone.

Why can't you buy your own?

 reiner wrote:
People who shop at Costco.

Yeah, I'm morally against paying a fee to have the priviledge of shopping somewhere.

I also hate Toll ways. Aren't my tax dollars suppose to pay for the fething road to begin with?

For me it is the lack of leg space on public transport. One thing that sucks about it is that from all my operations I can't bend my legs enough to sit properly so have to spread between 2 seats, hence a lot of dirty looks from other passengers.

I also had a kid try pushing his way past me onto the train I was getting off with a suitcase. Bad choice. Fronted up and he bounded right off. No way is some kid getting passed all 6'4" 140Kg me.

I also get annoyed at abusive patients, whiny kids and my bad knees to name a few.

 master of ordinance wrote:
When after having caught a late night movie you and your good friend are happily sharing a carton of chips and discussing how awsome that ninja fight was and how you liked the cobra uniforms and 2 drunk sluts come in, drunk slut 1 (heavily over weight) grabs a handful of your chips and then heads off up to the counter then leaving drunk slut 2 still hanging around. with a voice that is sarcasm in its most purest form your friend says "do you want one too" and she grabs one and walks off as though thats all she had been waiting for and rejoins drunk slut one who is currently insulting the guys behind the counter and trying to get into the kitchen to pee.

Your powers of observation amaze me Sherlock, pray tell how you deduced that these drunk women were sluts based purely on their chip theft?

 master of ordinance wrote:

My little brothers insistence that he has every right to enter my room whilst i am not there, root around, find my porn (yes i have a stash, as i presume do most of you) and worst of all play aroundwith my sacred ritual dagger. Oh and take my mums chocolate and then hide the evidence in my room along with lot of his rubbish such as empty cans, etc.

 master of ordinance wrote:

Those poor ones of us whom have mothers whom are technophobical . Ive only just persuaded her to let me get a laptop and only beause im doing an ICT course at college. She still wont stretch to a smart phone.

I haven't laughed so hard in a while, thanks dude.

EmilCrane wrote:When you are in a debate or argument with someone and they insist on you letting them finish the point they are trying to make then interrupt you when you reply

this.
My brother also has a very refined tactic in debates- He states his point with no explanation, and keeps stating that same point mid-way through my sentence, then threatens to punch me if I don't go away. I suppose he plays to his strength, brawn over brains.
It annoys the hell out of me, seeing as I can't possibly win

One of my favorits in game:
people that whinge about a useless team, but not one person other than i is actually trying to do a damn thing about knocking enemy aircraft out of the sky..... It's the funnest game to play: waste all your ammo on aircraft that recycle their flares between your locks!

The reason i cannot get my own is due to my lack of income and the insane prices of these laptops.

@ Corpsesarefun

My pleasure, i aim to please



As a side note: not getting any breakfast to eat for the past 2 fething days because my mum seems to believe that college is more important than my health. I hate fething college