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AOL 7.0 Destruction!

It was a chilly, evening, early in the spring of 2002, in a the not-so-small town of Hammond, Indiana. I had received a rather disturbing piece of mail... It was... [sigh] It repulses me, just to think about it... It was.. an AOL 7.0 CD, in a metal box. :-o OMG! Metal!? I've never heard of anything so absurd in my life!

Well, after reading about the good ole' time Dan had with an AOL CD, here, I decided that I should try it out for myself. With that being said, lets get to business.

So I come home from track practice one day over Spring Break, and I find this AOL CD sitting on the table, so with my friend Pat by my side, we set out to destroy this beast. Believe me when I say we're gonna destroy this thing... Just you wait and see. JNNJNNJNN!!!
So me and my trusty assistant Pat Flagg (who is single BTW ;-)), head out to the garage, to give it the first few opening blows. Well, we're looking around, and we decide to throw it in the vice, so we can focus on the tools more efficiently. My lovely assistant, Pat
Well, it seems we've found our first weapon of choice - the handheld grinder. You simply can't go wrong with this one. It's fun, it throws sparks, it'll hurt it, but not too much that we won't be able to have any more fun. Simply amazing. In the picture to the right, you can see my home-boi P Flagg, going at it with that grinder. You can see the finished result of that one here. Ooooo... Look at all the pretty sparks!
Well after that, we decided it was time to find something more exciting, and less time consuming. Looking around, Pat finds the staple gun - sounds like a damn good to me. Could cause some lethal damage, but leave enough for us to have some fun with. =) Can't go wrong with a staple gun!
Well OK, sure, the staple gun did a bit of damage, scattering pieces of CD over the driveway, but that just wasn't enough, damnit! We had to go for the big dog. Like Dan, I had to go for the ax, only this time, I wasn't starting out with some pansy ass, hatchet-looking mother fucker. No no no... I went straight for the big one! Yeah, pictured here, is none other than myself, holding that beast. RAWR! OMG OMG OMG! I BROKE IT!
Well, we get to my back yard, and find a good place to let it take it's beating, we set it up on a log. Surely you can't swing an ax without being pissed off... you just don't get the same amount of energy, so I let Pat go for it. I'm almost sure I heard it say a few things about him momma when he had his back turned, while we were in the garage anyway. This only fueled the punishment to come. Oh yeah Pat, get mad!
Winding up, to deliver mass amounts of damage, Pat is reminded of all the dirty things that AOL used to say to him during his child hood. Finally he gets retribution. The look on his face here is just startling. You can almost taste the anger going into this swing. Ladies and gentlemen.... please keep quiet for a momen... ah... nevermind. He's swinging an ax. BATTER UP!

OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG!!! PAT KILLED IT!!! HE KILLED THE AOL CD!

Do we care though? No, not really. We're not anywhere done with this thing yet. It is the root of all evil on the place we call Earth. We are gonna rid the world of this one AOL 7.0 disc, damnit!

AHHHHHHH!!! IT'S DEAD!

Ozone? What the fuck is that? I don't give a damn, and I don't think Pat does either. I said we were gonna rid the Earth of this CD, and be damned, if I don't do it! If that means burning dangerous chemicals, using a match, and random aerosol products that I find laying around the garage, then be damned, I'm gonna do it!

As you can see in the picture to the right, there is a nice bottle of WD-40 in my hand, that I daringly lit with a match. Yes a match! You maybe asking yourself, "Why did he use a match, wouldn't a lighter be safer and easier?". Well my reply to that is, fuck you, I didn't have a god damned lighter, ok, I'm poor, you wanna make fun of me? I'll walk to your house and smash your fucking skull in with that ax. that you saw Pat using. Bitch.

FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!

*cough* Anyway, as you can see, the container took quite a large amount of damage from the primitive torch job that I gave it, but low and behold, that bastard muttered something else about Pats mom. To think, we all thought that it had dies after the massive blow from Pat, while wielding an axe. Who would have thought it could have survived such a crushing blow.

 

Either way, this burning wreck of... crap, had just proved to us that it hadn't taken it fair amount of abuse yet. We are out to fix this...

"Hmmm a little hot, but not as hot as me and your mom, Pat!"
Well after that last comment, Pat decided that he wanted to give him an "Old-Skool" beating, and what could be more Old-Skool than a big stick!? I can't think of anything. Can you? Even if you can, shut the fuck up, this is my article, not yours. Whore. Pat, with a big stick... Duh.
Well at this point, we stop to take a look at the wreckage. It seems that the nice little torching from the WD-40, has melted the CD to the metal casing! Look at all of the chunks of plastic melted in odd looking formations, and the case seems to be a tad bit scorched. I think it's finally dead. I think your fun is finally over. =( Ouch... that's GOTTA hurt.

Bah! Who the fuck am I kidding, this thing isn't over till the thing is unusable!

What? It is unusable? Well, fuck... Ummmm. Then it's not over till my nose is running!

Huh? Fuck, my nose is running too? Damn. Well it is pretty cold out. Well fuck it. It's not over yet, cause I fucking said so!

Now it's time to have some real fun. Nothing is nicer on a frigid spring day than cranking up the oxyacetylene torch, and generating some real heat. =D

Oh yeah, time for some REAL fun!

Well, I give it a few passes with the torch, and it doesn't even give it a challenge, I could hold it a good 6 inches away, and it would still melt. Surely it was to be expected, but it kinda ruins the fun of it all, ya know? Rather amusing though, and it made for an interesting 45 minutes or so.

So, I would just like to take a few lines here, and ask AOL/TW, what the fuck they were thinking? They spent all of that money on "elite" packaging, only to have me and Pat fucking demolish it, like the piece of trash that it is.

And with that being said, Pat gives it a big "Fuck You", straight from the heart, and disposes of the mess of melted, plastic and aluminum that we have trashed.

Bye Bye... Bitch.


I sure hope you've enjoyed this little article. I know I enjoyed writing it, as well as fucking up that CD case thingee, it was rather amusing.

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