And what would the point of that be? Some sort of crazed soldier strapping radio wave explosives to his chest, all the while priming the detonation of a blaring cactus at the battle front in some sort of pseudo-God-like cry for revenge? Listen. Listen. ARE YOU LISTENING? Listen closer: it's not worth the effort. If there's no bad blood between Brad and them, what's the point of dragging the PLA name into a fight for no reason? Because it'd be super swell fun time to have a flood of "ME TOO" raging all over the forum if there were to be a retaliation.
Now my idea, for revenge, would be to call my place of employment. Or rather several of them. I work for Subway; because minimum wage shit holes are all that hire any more. The manager constantly takes money from everyone's pay checks to feed his drug addictions and pay his own bills. Do you know what drives Subway employees mad? Asking if they deliver those little shitty pizzas they now make.
No. We do not deliver a four dollar pizza. Ever. Not once. We won't even make it for you ahead of time. You can come in and wait the full one minute and twenty-five seconds to stuff your face full of bad food.