HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE microsoft SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICROsoft. HATE. HATE.
I want to kill Microsoft. Literally kill Microsoft. No other character can come close to relating to how much I want to kill Microsoft. There is no way you can convince me not to kill Microsoft. Killing Microsoft could not possibly be anymore me. I want to kill Microsoft, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of not killing Microsoft, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that I want to kill Microsoft. I want to kill Microsoft, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that I shouldn't kill Microsoft is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and killing Microsoft side by side, you'd see no difference. I can safely think of killing Microsoft every day and say "Yup, that's me". I can practically see killing Microsoft every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how much I want to kill Microsoft. I chuckle softly as I'm assured everyday that I want to kill Microsoft in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I've found my identity with wanting to kill Microsoft and I know my place in this world. It's really quite funny how much I want to kill Microsoft, it's not a hope or a dream, it's like a hunger. A thirst.
Microsoft bad. Got it. ;)
You hate Microsoft. Good.
You don't hate Microsoft enough.
Enough isn't possible. Only when it ceases to exist as a company and all of it's top level are homeless will my hate end.
HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE microsoft SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICROsoft. HATE. HATE.
I want to kill Microsoft. Literally kill Microsoft. No other character can come close to relating to how much I want to kill Microsoft. There is no way you can convince me not to kill Microsoft. Killing Microsoft could not possibly be anymore me. I want to kill Microsoft, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of not killing Microsoft, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that I want to kill Microsoft. I want to kill Microsoft, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that I shouldn't kill Microsoft is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and killing Microsoft side by side, you'd see no difference. I can safely think of killing Microsoft every day and say "Yup, that's me". I can practically see killing Microsoft every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how much I want to kill Microsoft. I chuckle softly as I'm assured everyday that I want to kill Microsoft in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I've found my identity with wanting to kill Microsoft and I know my place in this world. It's really quite funny how much I want to kill Microsoft, it's not a hope or a dream, it's like a hunger. A thirst.