I am a courteous person, part of my job ensures customers are happy and that I am respectful at all times. Inside I am seething. When out of earshot of customers, safe in my little metal cabin that I call home but others call a van I am not a very nice person. Not driving at 60mph on a carriageway? I’ll be right up your exhaust pipe so you can literally see the spittle on my windscreen. X-Factor deploying the Adele music when an unfortunate contestant has a club foot? I imagine taking my trusty Bic biro and thrusting it down old Cowell’s throat, the same way they are forcing this blatant crap on society. *calm down*
Some would say therapy would be an ideal solution to this. Been there, done that. Herbal tea perhaps? Relaxing walks in my picturesque Cornwall. Nope instead what I am going to do is force myself to play arguably the hardest, most infuriating kind of game there is. A game in which I have seen grown men cry and weep to heavens above. I’m talking about I Wanna Be The Guy and its multitude of fan-made clones. I have selected I Wanna Kill The Guy for my first choice as its particular cruel bent somewhat mirrors my own. So sit down, relax, and watch an angry man do exactly the opposite. More episodes to come shortly.
Note: If not made clear above, there will be some language in the videos. Possibly banging of the desk and crying too, we’ll just have to see…
You can find the whole series of Antman Rages here.