My fuckng mouse is fucking broken. Fuck.

[Mentalist]

Well... actually, it's not really broken per se. It's just that the right mouse button has decided to need just a tiny, tiny bit more pressure to actually work. This is fucking unacceptable. I will not compromise with it. I am the master and I make the fucking rules.

Maybe I should just hang myself to leave this horror behind for good.

FUCKING BUTTON.

 

[whisky]

Alternatively, you could go out and buy another mouse, thus possibly exposing yourself to hot female staff at the store.

 

[CaptainWacky]

You could use a real mouse and kill it with a hammer and shout "INTENSE!"