Hi, I'm Brad and I sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of soaring over the oilfields dropping hot sticky loads on disgusting foreigners. People say to me that a person being a helicopter is Impossible and I'm fucking retarded but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a plastic surgeon install rotary blades, 30 mm cannons and AMG-114 Hellfire missiles on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me "Apache" and respect my right to kill from above and kill needlessly. If you can't accept me you're a heliphobe and need to check your vehicle privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.
I hate it when people use a meme wrong
but then I hate myself even more for caring about how they use a meme.
Thank you video game man. You brought me many hours of my friends talking about your games and me having no idea what the fuck they're saying. May you find peace and my deepest condolences to your family, and the millions of nerds that will no doubt act like they've known you your whole life.