I am so pissed off right now, so it's time for a irrelivent story. It is now 10:33 pm. Since about 5:30 pm I've been downloading a Zip of 
Smashing Pumpkins' final CD, mechana II/The Friends & Enemies of Modern Music. Yes, i like them, stfu.
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Do you like the Smashing Pumpkins? 
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Yes - Good for you, I dont care. die!<br>
No - I dont care, fuck off and die!<br>
Never heard Them - do you live under a rock? You are dead to me...<br><br>

But anyway. I waited 5 hours. When I saw the word done my eyes lit up, and there was a song in my heart. I clicked the file and hit extract 
all, i was so full of joy and happiness. (...exagerration)
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But then, like what Crocker does to the children of the world, my hopes and dreams were shattered. File Infected...<br><br>
First came the Infinate sadness (theres Pumpkins refrence for ya) and then came the anger, the endless anger, burning with the heat of 10000000000000000000+ suns.
So now I have to try again. thanks Mr. File Infected. Burn in hell. I hate you. Die.
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