Shit,I remember when I got my PlayStation 2...I think I was about uhm...7?Can't really remember.Oh,the countless times me and my friend would just sit on our asses and play games from the Sly,the Ratchet & Clank,WWE series.Damn good times...that is,until a stupid annoying little girl decided to come over to my house(what for,I have no fuckin' idea because we all used to play pranks on her and hate her) and she saw that I was playing the VERY FINAL PART of the Harry Potter & The Prizoner of Azkaban game(you gotta get onto that half horse half eagle monstrosity and fly up to a tower) and wanted to play.I didn't let her at firt,but then she told my mom that I didn't let her and I ended up having to.First,she just ran around the place clueless,failed the mission a bunch of times(there was a 10 minute timer or so),then she FINALLY understood she's supposed to get onto that half horse half eagle thingy,but...with the wrong character.That creature only likes Harry and Hermione,but not Ron for some reason.It was,by the way,the only character she tried riding it with.After some more failures,she got onto the creature with another character,but just ran around and flew into invisible barriers all the time.This is when I got REEAAALLLLLYYYYYY pissed and told my mom that I wanted that girl to fuck off.She said "Just let her try one more time.".I did.She failed.Again.But when I tried to grab the controller off of her hands,she screamed "NO!" and pushed her hands away,pulling the controller that had a wire connected to the console itself.Needless to say,the console fell on the floor and got fucked.Then,SOMEHOW,my dad got it working again.For a little while.It tended to get buggy and crash a lot,but then it just decided to die.Just,just...died.It was a sad moment...
RIP PlayStation 2