I tried. I did. I just couldn't muster the concentration needed to crap another one out on time. I'm lazy. I built the sexiest system I've ever made last weekend. It was fast, and also badass. The cost came out to just under 2500 dollars to put it all together, so naturally it wasn't my system. I wouldn't even spend 2500 dollars on poison antidote. If somethings gonna kill me, fine, but I'll be damned if it's going to rob from me too. The system has two Nvidia 7950 512mb video cards running SLI, 4 gigs of ddr2 633 mhz ram, and other numbers and letters as well. Basically, if this system had a vagina, I would have tried to get it drunk and nail it. Then I'd brag to all of my friends about nailing it, and it would eventually get back to my girlfriend 'cause none of my friends could keep quiet about it. Then she'd kick the shit out of me and throw all of my possessions out on the street while I'm lying all broken and bleeding in a hospital bed. The system wouldn't call me because I went and bragged about tagging that ass, and my friends would all be mad at me for ruining my relationship with Saira. I'd go through life with a permanent limp, because the surgery would be too expensive to fix where Saira shoved my clavacle into my rectum. All of the kids on the cheap apartments that I had to move into since I got kicked out of my house would start calling me 'Shoulder-Assed Mark", and that would make me start drinking to excess. Eventually I'd wreck my truck since it's so difficult to open a bottle of beer while shifting into third gear when your shoulder is in your own asshole, and I'd get thrown in jail for DUI. I'd be released after converting to Islam, but I'd have changed my name to 'Muhammed Akbar Al-Alwalla' and would devote my life to raising beehives for honey in northern New Hamshire. Yeah, it's that sexy.
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