The Nerd had finished playing one of the worst games of all time. He was flabbergasted; how could such a thing even exist?! It made no sense and caused him to bust one of his over-the-top rants that gained him such a cult following. The Nerd was prepared to destroy this game like no one's business.

"THIS FUCKING GAME IS FOUL! How could such a thing even get released?! It's fucked beyond belief that such a foul abomination could be released in the US! This shit should be illegal, it's a means of torture that has no right to exist, and I've had enough of it!" The Nerd then pulled out a sledgehammer and smashed the game to pieces. Seeming to be proud of his work, he then exhaled.

The Nerd saw you nearby and was perplexed. Because usually, people who show up in his house are assholes. Are you another piece of shit, or are you someone that he can tolerate? "Who are you? And why are you here?" The Nerd appeared to be more curious than angry this time around.