Have you ever broken a music cd, game disc, or movie dvd from your own personal collection out of anger or frustration?

If so, what was the main reasoning/ backstory behind your destroying the disc?

I didn't do this one myself, but it's totally worth a post:

A friend of mine got pissed of at a game, took his Mario 64 cart and spiked it on the ground. Unfortunately, instead of hitting the ground, it landed on the back of his Star Ocean: The Second Story case. The impact cracked the case and a pointed fragment put a HUGE gouge in the second disc. It was so bad, he had to repurchased it and this is when the game was rather new.

I also remember the time he ripped the joystick out of his N64 controller when he missed unlocking the invincibility/invisibility (can't remember which one - I think it was invincibility as it is more important) on the Bunker in Goldeneye by one second. He got 2:01 and you need to clear it in two minutes flat. Don't think I've ever seen anyone flip out that bad over a game*.

* not counting my own venomious, verbal attack on a "friend" that was helping me mule items around in Diablo II years ago and just took off with my stuff.

For some god forsaken reason I bought a Wonderswan Color and was playing JP FFI on it.  The battery in the game that keeps the save state however was faulty and crapped out very early on.  The first time it happened I was - hmm what's going on, oh well i hadn't gotten very far that's strange but I'll start over again.  then it happened again.  and again.  I became so frustrated with the damn thing I tore the game apart and some how managed to sell the WSC I got back on eBay. thus ended my short stint with the WSC.

in 6th grade i slammed my accoustic guitar on my bed (breaking the neck from the body) after a string snapping spiked me like a needle... ahh the good old days of A.D.D.

Age 12. I was playing the simply diabolical Street Combat on my new
Super NES. The game had driven me so mad that I snatched it right
out of the console without turning the power off and threw it across
the living room. The (rented) cart wasn't destroyed, but it did leave a
nice indentation in the wall. My Pop left a pretty good indentation of
his own when I told him about it...

Not a disc. Sometime in middle school, I got pissed off playing Street Fight II Turbo Edition on the SNES and smashed my controller on the floor. It was a totally awesome controller, too, with clear casing and semi and full auto turbo switches. Man, I wish I hadn't done that.

Edit: I've very nearly destroyed GameCube controllers that way playing NCAA Football.

I've come close to breaking games before, but I can't imagine a scenario that would provoke me to snap a music CD or movie DVD.  Even if it were execrable or vile, I wouldn't be so frustrated as to destroy it.  Is this something you've done?

LoL, he sounds like he's pretty Angry!

I remember destroying about $400 worth of my rap/ hip-hop cd collection back in early February 2006 for 'personal reasons'.

i also snapped in half my copy of the Drammatica album last summer after a warm and balmy evening of binge drinking..

Was it made by ASCII-Ware?

I really loved their stuff, especially the Fighter Pad for SNES and Genesis.  I think the Genesis version of that controller is pretty rare, though (i only have one copy that i bought back in 1995, it still works though!)

Heh-heh, if there's one thing Nintendo's known for in product design, it's building its systems and accesories to last for eternity!

How did you destroy the game? With a hammer?

(i'm not too familiar with the WonderSwan Color, but i'm assuming it used cartridges?)

Did you happen to catch that guy from KISS breaking his guitar last night on American Idle?  (sic)

I have no idea who made it. But now that I think about it some more, I realize I was describing two different controllers. I still have the one with the turbo switches. The clear controller didn't have any turbo (I don't think), and it's definitely the one I smashed. I just tried to find a picture on the webz but had no luck.

Ya, it was a cartridge.  I initially pried it open with a screwdriver then I tore it apart with my hands.  that game made have rage.

In the cool confines of my parent's basement existed a couch, advanced cathode ray tube with a diagonal measurement of 35 inches, white carpeting, fluorescent lighting, bookshelves, marauding cats, and a Nintendo 64 with Body Harvest partly penetrating, having only inserted its tip. Frustrated that it could not plunge any more securely or deeply, it began performing deleteriously. The character on screen slid into ravines, the vehicles became moored in mere puddles, and aircraft met fog thicker than light years of lead. So my hands, those extrusions from my arms, unkindly yanked the cartridge from its pleasant penetration and dashed it against the floor. But something felt different; my right arm felt lighter. I lifted my right arm and saw the ends of my radius and ulna, protruding grotesquely amidst the frayed ends of tendons.
On the floor laid my right hand, still grasping the cartridge. A few carpal bones littered the floor, like little cat turds. My hand unclenched and Body Harvest floated into the air, coming up to eye level. It spoke, "I have been most displeased with your performances as of late. But disrupting my intercourse with the N64 tipped my anger most decidedly against you. I have therefore decided to harvest your body." It dropped to the floor and its base formed a maw which swallowed my severed hand. "Ah, that was tasty. I think I'll shall consume the remainder."
Ignoring the cataract of blood from the end of my arm, I bolted up the stairs and ran through the garage, into the driveway. But there was no driveway. Before my eyes laid a vast expanse of gray and long, curved swaths of white. I heard a booming voice, louder than thunder. "You have played with me. And now I shall play with you."

Nice writing, it sounded like something out of a Stephen King book.

It bothers me that I can produce that kind of writing, because it's not what I want to do. I love science fiction and I'd rather write it, but I find it easier to make up things that have nothing to do with science.

Just go with whatever produces the best end-result, Jodo.

That's the best way to go about The Mystery That is Called Life.

Whatever kind of writing pays the bills...

My favorite writer did that back in the 70s. He needed some money, so he wrote a porn novel. That's the same guy that wrote the Riverworld series.

NO... could never see myself doing that - even when I was disappointed because the track I was looking for wasn't on the soundtrack album...

I did break other things though ....

Such as...?