THIS ONE TIME WHEN I WAS 2 MY DAD TOOK ME TO A TOY STORE TO PLAY WITH THE TOYS. A BOY THREW A TOY AT ME AND MISSED. IN RETALIATION I REACHED FOR THE LARGEST TRUCK I COULD FIND, AND WOUND MY ARM FOR A PERFECT THROW, PREPARING TO ENACT MY VENGEANCE. THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN THE START OF MY DARK PATH, HAD MY FATHER NOT TAKEN THE TRUCK OUT OF MY LITTLE HANDS IN ORDER TO AVOID A POTENTIAL LAWSUIT. MY REAL DESCENT INTO EVIL BEGAN WHEN I GOT MY FIRST LAPTOP - A GATEWAY THAT RAN WINDOWS 7. EVER SINCE THAT CHRISTMAS MY LIFE HAS NOT KNOWN PEACE, NOR MY SOUL TRUE REST.