Goodbye horses.
I am flying over you.
November 15, 2010
November 13, 2010
Russian Federation, Canada and United States of America are the 3 largest nations in the world. Russia, the largest of the three, occupies a total land area of 17,075,400 km2, spanning the eastern tip of Asia all the way to Eastern Europe. Canada is the second largest, measuring 9,984,670 km2, followed by the United States which is 9,826,675 km2 big.
For demotivational purposes, if any, Singapore is only 710.2 km2 big. Yes, we are smaller than New York City.
But it doesn't really matter because we are all part of our beloved planet Earth, which is the largest planet within the inner solar system.
Yeah. We are huge alright. But when we move out into the outer solar system...
Screw you Jupiter! Are you on steroids on something? How the hell did you get so fat? Even Neptune is insanely bigger than Earth.
WHAT THE HECK! Sun! You are one huge badass mofo!!! Just don't roll over. Really. With 99.9% of the Solar System's mass inside you, once you start rolling, you will never stop.
And this is a family photo of our Solar System, showing who stays where. Seriously, the Sun looks like a super mean, super dangerous meatball which will roll over us sooner or later. But actually...
As huge as the Sun is to us, it is nothing compared to these other even bigger stars outside our Solar System. Arcturus can easily EAT the Sun for breakfast, lunch, high-tea, dinner and supper anytime.
We have entered a realm where no adjectives in the human language can effectively convey the sheer size of these monstrous stars. Big? Huge? Gigantic? Immense? Colossal? Gargantuan? How about very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very big.
There exists something else which is larger than Arcturus! And its like a million times larger! Which makes it a gazillion times bigger than our Sun. And infinitely larger than Earth! Even Jupiter has been reduced to invisibility at that level. If Antares were to roll into our neighbourhood, we will all die.
Holy shit. Outer space sure is a scary place.
For demotivational purposes, if any, Singapore is only 710.2 km2 big. Yes, we are smaller than New York City.
But it doesn't really matter because we are all part of our beloved planet Earth, which is the largest planet within the inner solar system.
Yeah. We are huge alright. But when we move out into the outer solar system...
Screw you Jupiter! Are you on steroids on something? How the hell did you get so fat? Even Neptune is insanely bigger than Earth.
WHAT THE HECK! Sun! You are one huge badass mofo!!! Just don't roll over. Really. With 99.9% of the Solar System's mass inside you, once you start rolling, you will never stop.
And this is a family photo of our Solar System, showing who stays where. Seriously, the Sun looks like a super mean, super dangerous meatball which will roll over us sooner or later. But actually...
As huge as the Sun is to us, it is nothing compared to these other even bigger stars outside our Solar System. Arcturus can easily EAT the Sun for breakfast, lunch, high-tea, dinner and supper anytime.
We have entered a realm where no adjectives in the human language can effectively convey the sheer size of these monstrous stars. Big? Huge? Gigantic? Immense? Colossal? Gargantuan? How about very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very big.
There exists something else which is larger than Arcturus! And its like a million times larger! Which makes it a gazillion times bigger than our Sun. And infinitely larger than Earth! Even Jupiter has been reduced to invisibility at that level. If Antares were to roll into our neighbourhood, we will all die.
Holy shit. Outer space sure is a scary place.
November 11, 2010
I went to sleep at 10pm yesterday because I was really burnt out from the past 3 days of academic activities and other stuffs. Mostly academic activities. I wanted to get a good rest before chionging for my 40% quiz this Saturday. Yes. Saturday. The Laws of the Right to Have the Weekends to Yourself no longer holds in the context of university life.
Heck, even the natural Law of Singapore should have more Singaporeans has been violated in my school. But whatever.
So I woke up at 2.22am just now thinking that its 6.30am and time to head to school. But when I saw the little time counter at the bottom of my BlackBerry screen displaying 2.22am, I went ballistic on my family. I kicked my parents' bed, waking them up and giving them the shock of their lives. When they asked me what is wrong, I went into a hysterical tantrum, yelling at the top of my voice and knocking over all the furniture in my room. I went out into the living room and wreck the television. My dad tried to restrain me but I knock him out cold with the radio. My mom was yelling for me to stop. I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know what got into me.
You don't seriously believe that bullshit I just typed do you?
And so I woke up pre-maturely, feeling unusually parched. I guess that's probably the reason I woke up. The human body really has a good warning system. I could have died from dehydration if I didn't wake up to drink. So after a few cups of water, I am too bloated to go back to sleep.
Heck, even the natural Law of Singapore should have more Singaporeans has been violated in my school. But whatever.
So I woke up at 2.22am just now thinking that its 6.30am and time to head to school. But when I saw the little time counter at the bottom of my BlackBerry screen displaying 2.22am, I went ballistic on my family. I kicked my parents' bed, waking them up and giving them the shock of their lives. When they asked me what is wrong, I went into a hysterical tantrum, yelling at the top of my voice and knocking over all the furniture in my room. I went out into the living room and wreck the television. My dad tried to restrain me but I knock him out cold with the radio. My mom was yelling for me to stop. I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't know what got into me.
You don't seriously believe that bullshit I just typed do you?
And so I woke up pre-maturely, feeling unusually parched. I guess that's probably the reason I woke up. The human body really has a good warning system. I could have died from dehydration if I didn't wake up to drink. So after a few cups of water, I am too bloated to go back to sleep.
November 01, 2010
Picture the following scenario:
You are the President of the United States of America.
One day, you were happily doing your job when your phone rang. You felt a slight shudder when you picked up the receiver.
Your hunch was correct. It was a bad call.
But hey, you're the American President. You have got to do something.
So having taken care of the first order of business, which is to show them whose the boss, you need to get down to serious business; how to save 3 American cities from being toasted by 3 dirty bombs planted by a terrorist.
Naturally, you don't want to deal with this alone. You can't anyway. So, you summoned the baddest badasses in your administration to your office to discuss a plausible solution to the threat.
But this is a national crisis. If any President can come up with a solution simply by gathering all his aides and asking them to think of one, heck even I can be President - of Earth. So while you guys are drinking and discussing, the bombs are ticking away in three undisclosed locations in three American cities across the continental US and A!
As the man on the top who has to be responsible if anything happens, you get inevitably stressed and starts to have funny ideas.
Then suddenly, you saw light.
The terrorist surrendered himself to the FBI. You must be confounded by the actions of the terrorist but who cares. You've got only three days left before the three bombs explode and vaporize three American cities from the face of Earth. The terrorist is willing to disclose the location of the bombs but only if his demands are met.
Americans DO NOT negotiate with terrorists. The President is no exception. Besides, his demands are ridiculous.
Time is running out. Either you solve the damn problem or you are going down in history as the President who couldn't do a thing to save three American cities from one terrorist. Yeah, real life choices sucks. But you still got to make one anyway. You've tried tempting the terrorist with money (only to take the money back and put a bullet through his brain after getting the bomb's locations), tempting him with lust (he circumcised too much of his ahem during a surgery) and talking to him nicely (he thinks you're retarded).
So, what else can you possibly do to make him talk?
Oh yeah baby, are you thinking what I am thinking =D
If you do a clean job of it, nobody else will know!
You must be thinking HELL NO! That is inhumane. Besides, my country does not condone any violation against human rights! We are the Big Brother of Earth. We can't go around flouting rules that we have set just because we feel like it (although we could). The United States is the Land of the Free!
Yeah. Sure. Stick to your principles and ideals. If you can't get the terrorist to talk, 3 days later, 3 American cities will be gone. We are talking about the destruction of a few millions lives. The psychological impact on the rest of the nation. The morale booster for the enemy. The criticism of the United States government's incapability by the world. Your job.
So, do you still feel like standing on the moral high ground?
That, is the premise of "Unthinkable".
This psychological thriller highlights an important aspect of today's delicate political arena; is it alright to torture when all else fails?
People like me shouldn't be unfamiliar with the term 'torture'. It is the intentional causing of extreme bodily pain to another person, whether for fun or for business, like in the movie plot depicted above.
Most people find the idea of torturing another person revolting and barbaric, which is probably why we have an Universal Declaration of Human Rights by the United Nations.
Yes, I have to agree that torturing is bad. It is not nice to hurt another person. My mom says we should all play nice with others. BUT, if there is sufficient reason, I believe it is alright to do so. And it has to be the last resort. After all, extreme situations call for extreme measures.
Think about the above plot. Its like 10 million of YOUR citizens' lives against one lone terrorist who is bent on wrecking havoc in the world.
The choice is obvious. To me at least.
And lets face reality. Do you seriously believe that every nation in the world abides strictly to all the rules created by the United Nations? Will you follow all your school rules or other rules in your life?
Furthermore, terrorists are not your conventional kind of enemies. They are unconventional enemies who doesn't fight head-on but instead, choose to strike from the dark and their targets are un-armed, un-trained and to some extent, un-fit civilians who have as much chance to retaliate as a chicken on the chopping board. How chivalrous is that?
And then there is the issue with torture generating bad information where the person being tortured might just lie in order to stop the torture. That may be true, but considering that you've got everything to lose while he doesn't, having any kind of information is better than no information. There's a 50-50 chance that he might be telling the truth too. Besides, more torture can be used to verify the information.
Ok, lets start with his finger. Hmm ain't working.
His ahem. Shit, still ain't talking.
Then kill his wife in front of him. WHAT?
Next to go will be his children. Oh his finally talking. But I shall just continue to verify if his lying!
OK enough with the nonsense.
At the end of the day, everybody's measure of morality is different.
Does the end justifies the means?
You are the President of the United States of America.
One day, you were happily doing your job when your phone rang. You felt a slight shudder when you picked up the receiver.
Your hunch was correct. It was a bad call.
But hey, you're the American President. You have got to do something.
So having taken care of the first order of business, which is to show them whose the boss, you need to get down to serious business; how to save 3 American cities from being toasted by 3 dirty bombs planted by a terrorist.
Naturally, you don't want to deal with this alone. You can't anyway. So, you summoned the baddest badasses in your administration to your office to discuss a plausible solution to the threat.
But this is a national crisis. If any President can come up with a solution simply by gathering all his aides and asking them to think of one, heck even I can be President - of Earth. So while you guys are drinking and discussing, the bombs are ticking away in three undisclosed locations in three American cities across the continental US and A!
As the man on the top who has to be responsible if anything happens, you get inevitably stressed and starts to have funny ideas.
Then suddenly, you saw light.
The terrorist surrendered himself to the FBI. You must be confounded by the actions of the terrorist but who cares. You've got only three days left before the three bombs explode and vaporize three American cities from the face of Earth. The terrorist is willing to disclose the location of the bombs but only if his demands are met.
Americans DO NOT negotiate with terrorists. The President is no exception. Besides, his demands are ridiculous.
Time is running out. Either you solve the damn problem or you are going down in history as the President who couldn't do a thing to save three American cities from one terrorist. Yeah, real life choices sucks. But you still got to make one anyway. You've tried tempting the terrorist with money (only to take the money back and put a bullet through his brain after getting the bomb's locations), tempting him with lust (he circumcised too much of his ahem during a surgery) and talking to him nicely (he thinks you're retarded).
So, what else can you possibly do to make him talk?
Oh yeah baby, are you thinking what I am thinking =D
If you do a clean job of it, nobody else will know!
You must be thinking HELL NO! That is inhumane. Besides, my country does not condone any violation against human rights! We are the Big Brother of Earth. We can't go around flouting rules that we have set just because we feel like it (although we could). The United States is the Land of the Free!
Yeah. Sure. Stick to your principles and ideals. If you can't get the terrorist to talk, 3 days later, 3 American cities will be gone. We are talking about the destruction of a few millions lives. The psychological impact on the rest of the nation. The morale booster for the enemy. The criticism of the United States government's incapability by the world. Your job.
So, do you still feel like standing on the moral high ground?
That, is the premise of "Unthinkable".
This psychological thriller highlights an important aspect of today's delicate political arena; is it alright to torture when all else fails?
People like me shouldn't be unfamiliar with the term 'torture'. It is the intentional causing of extreme bodily pain to another person, whether for fun or for business, like in the movie plot depicted above.
Most people find the idea of torturing another person revolting and barbaric, which is probably why we have an Universal Declaration of Human Rights by the United Nations.
Yes, I have to agree that torturing is bad. It is not nice to hurt another person. My mom says we should all play nice with others. BUT, if there is sufficient reason, I believe it is alright to do so. And it has to be the last resort. After all, extreme situations call for extreme measures.
Think about the above plot. Its like 10 million of YOUR citizens' lives against one lone terrorist who is bent on wrecking havoc in the world.
The choice is obvious. To me at least.
And lets face reality. Do you seriously believe that every nation in the world abides strictly to all the rules created by the United Nations? Will you follow all your school rules or other rules in your life?
Furthermore, terrorists are not your conventional kind of enemies. They are unconventional enemies who doesn't fight head-on but instead, choose to strike from the dark and their targets are un-armed, un-trained and to some extent, un-fit civilians who have as much chance to retaliate as a chicken on the chopping board. How chivalrous is that?
And then there is the issue with torture generating bad information where the person being tortured might just lie in order to stop the torture. That may be true, but considering that you've got everything to lose while he doesn't, having any kind of information is better than no information. There's a 50-50 chance that he might be telling the truth too. Besides, more torture can be used to verify the information.
Ok, lets start with his finger. Hmm ain't working.
His ahem. Shit, still ain't talking.
Then kill his wife in front of him. WHAT?
Next to go will be his children. Oh his finally talking. But I shall just continue to verify if his lying!
OK enough with the nonsense.
At the end of the day, everybody's measure of morality is different.
Does the end justifies the means?
October 24, 2010
Look.
Its clear as day that all you want is money. I am really sorry for being the useless good for nothing bump who cant make money for you to spend but have already burnt a hole in your bank account.
Please stop your incessant whining and nagging; they wont make money appear out of nowhere.
I just want to live my life peacefully.
When I eventually graduate and get a job, don't worry, I will give you money. That will be all.
You just want the money anyway.
Its clear as day that all you want is money. I am really sorry for being the useless good for nothing bump who cant make money for you to spend but have already burnt a hole in your bank account.
Please stop your incessant whining and nagging; they wont make money appear out of nowhere.
I just want to live my life peacefully.
When I eventually graduate and get a job, don't worry, I will give you money. That will be all.
You just want the money anyway.
October 21, 2010
The nearest galaxy is 25000 light-years away from us and we are approximately 27000 light years away from the Galactic Centre. We have proven the existence of Black Holes and that everything in our universe is moving further and further apart. We figured out how to send men into space and recover them safely, as well as how to build a house in space. We know that the core of the Earth is molten and is spinning at a certain speed. Mariana's Trench is the lowest point of the Earth's surface and we have already been there. Let's not forget about Mount Everest as well.
We know that everything is made up of atoms and every atom contains electrons, protons and neutrons; stuff which are invisible to the naked eye but we have invented devices to see them. Every electron contains 1.6×10−19C of charge and we know how to generate large amounts of energy by fusing or splitting these particles.
And then of course, there are lots more of other stuff which we know but is impossible to list them all down. How did we get to where we are today?
The brilliance of human intelligence.
We know that everything is made up of atoms and every atom contains electrons, protons and neutrons; stuff which are invisible to the naked eye but we have invented devices to see them. Every electron contains 1.6×10−19C of charge and we know how to generate large amounts of energy by fusing or splitting these particles.
And then of course, there are lots more of other stuff which we know but is impossible to list them all down. How did we get to where we are today?
The brilliance of human intelligence.
October 18, 2010
October 07, 2010
The vexation of not being able to complete what I want to do is eating me away slowly, a piece at a time. Time; this immortal entity which has been around since the beginning of everything is playing with me like a ventriloquist with the caprices of an adolescent child.
I have been trying to mold it to my will but like a fistful of sand, it always slips through my hand. My plans to do things doesn't always go according to plan thanks largely to the unpredictable nature of time. You see, when I allocated 2 hours to complete a tutorial, I ended up doing only half of it. One question is difficult, by the time I figured out how to solve it, 1 hour 30 minutes have passed. I spent 30 minutes doing the previous 2 questions. And I am left with 3 more, but no more time.
Time doesn't care that you are grinding your brains to work something out. It doesn't care that you have many more questions to do. It doesn't care that you need to work. It definitely doesn't care that you are trying desperately to hang on. The moment you stop and think, time will accelerate, leaving you behind. If you can't think fast enough, then you are not worthy of more time. You shall face the deadline with your unfinished work. And you can watch your GPA go south.
Something is wrong when I am beginning to feel the inadequacies of having just 24 hours a day.
Nah. How could it be time's fault? It must be my intelligence, stupidity to be exact. I ain't that bright. Hence, I deserve to sink to the bottom of the food chain. Period.
Get smart or die trying.
I have been trying to mold it to my will but like a fistful of sand, it always slips through my hand. My plans to do things doesn't always go according to plan thanks largely to the unpredictable nature of time. You see, when I allocated 2 hours to complete a tutorial, I ended up doing only half of it. One question is difficult, by the time I figured out how to solve it, 1 hour 30 minutes have passed. I spent 30 minutes doing the previous 2 questions. And I am left with 3 more, but no more time.
Time doesn't care that you are grinding your brains to work something out. It doesn't care that you have many more questions to do. It doesn't care that you need to work. It definitely doesn't care that you are trying desperately to hang on. The moment you stop and think, time will accelerate, leaving you behind. If you can't think fast enough, then you are not worthy of more time. You shall face the deadline with your unfinished work. And you can watch your GPA go south.
Something is wrong when I am beginning to feel the inadequacies of having just 24 hours a day.
Nah. How could it be time's fault? It must be my intelligence, stupidity to be exact. I ain't that bright. Hence, I deserve to sink to the bottom of the food chain. Period.
Get smart or die trying.
September 18, 2010
There are some people who can't deal rationally with rejection because it hurts their ego so much to know that they are lousier in some aspects than others. It is amazing how they can put all the blame on the person whom rejected them for rejecting them. Even after proper explanation, they still remain deluded. Their first response to rejection will be to ask "Why?", after which they will start blasting their 'rejector' for their stupidity and lack of foresight and that it is their loss for not choosing himself/herself.
Look, if you are really that good, you wouldn't be rejected in the first place. It isn't that hard to figure out, or is it?
Nobody is perfect. And nobody ever will be. We all have our flaws. We all have our strengths. If you think your life is glamorous and you are a really hip person just because everyone agrees with you and doesn't reject you, you need to wake up... and face reality. Chances are all the friends you have had up till now are pretentious being who doesn't want to antagonize you by telling you how bad you really are because they stand to gain something from it.
Contrary to popular beliefs, not all who shits on you are your enemy. Consider the following scenario:
You walk into class one day and saw one of his classmate with dried mucus at his nostrils. He probably didn't realized it because he hasn't bothered to wipe it off. Now, would you go up to him and tell him about it so that he will clean himself up, or would you ignore him and laugh at him together with your other friends behind his back?
If you're the guy with your nostrils smeared by dried mucus and your friend came forward to inform you about your mess, congratulations. No doubt your friend may have laughed at you first for being such a retard but read this - he just saved your ass from being ridiculed by the whole school. Otherwise, it would suck to be you until some point you look into a mirror and only realize WTF.
Are people getting overly sensitive nowadays? Yes, the truth may be hard to swallow at times but we still have to face and get over with it. We also have to learn that sometimes, the truth spoken to you by your friends/peers/parents/professors/whoever is something called positive criticisms which are meant to helpchu improve yourself. Telling you your new hairdo really sucks doesn't mean the person is insulting you. He is letting you know so that you can do something about it to avoid embarrassing situations (think first dates).
Would you dare to tell someone you know about his flaws (e.g. nose digging and armpit scratching in public) so that he can change for the better or would you choose to remain ignorant because you don't want to hurt his fragile heart? If you choose the latter, you are a big fat liar because I know that you just don't want your friend to get the wrong impression of you and you can't be bothered to explain things if he really thinks you are insulting him. What would a true friend do?
And people, we all gotta grow some balls and be more receptive to criticisms. But if you are really being insulted, please don't just stand there and do nothing.
I have digressed. But never mind.
Ultimately, we have to learn to accept our flaws and capitalize on our strengths. Accept ourselves for who we are. Why do we have to strive to be like others?
Look, if you are really that good, you wouldn't be rejected in the first place. It isn't that hard to figure out, or is it?
Nobody is perfect. And nobody ever will be. We all have our flaws. We all have our strengths. If you think your life is glamorous and you are a really hip person just because everyone agrees with you and doesn't reject you, you need to wake up... and face reality. Chances are all the friends you have had up till now are pretentious being who doesn't want to antagonize you by telling you how bad you really are because they stand to gain something from it.
Contrary to popular beliefs, not all who shits on you are your enemy. Consider the following scenario:
You walk into class one day and saw one of his classmate with dried mucus at his nostrils. He probably didn't realized it because he hasn't bothered to wipe it off. Now, would you go up to him and tell him about it so that he will clean himself up, or would you ignore him and laugh at him together with your other friends behind his back?
If you're the guy with your nostrils smeared by dried mucus and your friend came forward to inform you about your mess, congratulations. No doubt your friend may have laughed at you first for being such a retard but read this - he just saved your ass from being ridiculed by the whole school. Otherwise, it would suck to be you until some point you look into a mirror and only realize WTF.
Are people getting overly sensitive nowadays? Yes, the truth may be hard to swallow at times but we still have to face and get over with it. We also have to learn that sometimes, the truth spoken to you by your friends/peers/parents/professors/whoever is something called positive criticisms which are meant to helpchu improve yourself. Telling you your new hairdo really sucks doesn't mean the person is insulting you. He is letting you know so that you can do something about it to avoid embarrassing situations (think first dates).
Would you dare to tell someone you know about his flaws (e.g. nose digging and armpit scratching in public) so that he can change for the better or would you choose to remain ignorant because you don't want to hurt his fragile heart? If you choose the latter, you are a big fat liar because I know that you just don't want your friend to get the wrong impression of you and you can't be bothered to explain things if he really thinks you are insulting him. What would a true friend do?
And people, we all gotta grow some balls and be more receptive to criticisms. But if you are really being insulted, please don't just stand there and do nothing.
I have digressed. But never mind.
Ultimately, we have to learn to accept our flaws and capitalize on our strengths. Accept ourselves for who we are. Why do we have to strive to be like others?
August 09, 2010
August 08, 2010
August 03, 2010
July 25, 2010
July 17, 2010
July 14, 2010
OK. There has been some misunderstanding over my previous post and I have to let you guys know that it was posted by an intoxicated me. Now let me clear things up before anyone starts asking me anymore questions.
I had a jug of Long Island Iced Tea, followed by a Blowjob shooter at a bar. It got so hot I can feel the blood rushing through my veins, my senses gradually tranquilized. I got tipsy. After that, we went to a toilet and we each entered the cubicles separately to unleash our pee. We had a great time that night.
I loved every moment of it!
Long live to copulation! Sex keeps humanity alive, although I am probably too tipsy to remember why the hell did I even adulated sex that night.
I had a jug of Long Island Iced Tea, followed by a Blowjob shooter at a bar. It got so hot I can feel the blood rushing through my veins, my senses gradually tranquilized. I got tipsy. After that, we went to a toilet and we each entered the cubicles separately to unleash our pee. We had a great time that night.
I loved every moment of it!
Long live to copulation! Sex keeps humanity alive, although I am probably too tipsy to remember why the hell did I even adulated sex that night.
July 11, 2010
July 10, 2010
Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Gameplay
whoa. the new generation of marvel vs. capcom rocks my pants off! i havent played MVC since like when I was a primary school kid and I wasnt that big a fan back then. but with all the new characters which i have played as in various capcom games (and loved them ttm), i am going to get MVC3!
Chris's special attack really proves that normal humans can fight like a battle demon with all the right weapons. I mean Ryu was shouting SHORYUKEN and IronMan was shouting MEPHOTO BLAST and Captain America was going SHIELD BLAST and Dante and Deadpool was having trigger-happy fun while firing their infinite pistols going BANGBANGBANGBANG.
Then we have Chris whipping out his Grenade Launcher and goes BURNING GRENADE! Sounds uncool but hey, it gets the job done. And I really love that Rocket Launcher he whipped out in his finishing move. Hohoho.
Chris's special attack really proves that normal humans can fight like a battle demon with all the right weapons. I mean Ryu was shouting SHORYUKEN and IronMan was shouting MEPHOTO BLAST and Captain America was going SHIELD BLAST and Dante and Deadpool was having trigger-happy fun while firing their infinite pistols going BANGBANGBANGBANG.
Then we have Chris whipping out his Grenade Launcher and goes BURNING GRENADE! Sounds uncool but hey, it gets the job done. And I really love that Rocket Launcher he whipped out in his finishing move. Hohoho.
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