Quote Originally Posted by ThackerSS
You got something to race now?

No?

The door is THAT way.
You got me there, you worthless morbidly obese putrid waste of air.

One day you won't pour your $10/hr paycheck into a piece of **** and branch away from the teet your Grandmother provides to get to the real world. My money is tied up in investments. Could I go out and build another car? Sure, but that would be foolish.

Now run along, I hear your Boss needs you to fix his keyboard, "It just won't work." You being the Entry-Level IT-wiz and all, you can "make the lights come back on".