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- 27 de Sep, 2014
I can picture the talk he had with his "shrink":Dobson the unrepentant twat
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"See, I suffer from these moments of sudden anxiety and terror when I remember all those bad times... these flashbacks that haunt me day and night
-"That sounds like you suffer from PTSD, you know."
"But I've never been with the army..."
-"You don't have to be with the army to suffer from PTSD, any big, gruesome experience can scar a mind to a point it developes PTSD."
"Oh really? Man, I just hope there's a cure, they really cripple my day-to-day life..."
-"Well, what tragic event or events triggered them?"
"Uh... there was this one time, some random dude sprayed me with water and all those times ED slandered my good name by mocking my art."
The burger-flipper will then suppress his urge to call his best costumer an immature, whiny douchenozzle, tightening his grip around the spatula until his knuckles turn white and silently waddle back to his stove while shaking his head.
It's even worse. With Dobbles, it's:I don't like something fix it.
Something doesn't exist I want it.
Way to get things done for yourself Dobbo. Hey if it's so easy since you claim, why don't you go make these things?
I want something. Nintendo, go and make it.
You want something? Make it yourself or buy something else.