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I was so convinced that I could build my own directed energy weapon that when I was 9 I tore my dad's Discman apart to acquire the LASER that would power my death-ray. Being that this was 1995, portable CD players were still kind of expensive and my dad was not very happy. I even drew my own schematics. I remember incorporating a liquid cooling system and fan because, obviously, my super powerful blaster would run hot. Then I got distracted by riding my bike or something. Edit: I also took apart the VCR and the blender. I'm surprised my parents didn't leave me on the side of the road somewhere. Mental Hospitality fucked around with this message at 16:55 on Mar 29, 2017 |
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