voltch: You're British and you like to shake your fist at anyone or anything that annoys you. Some punk kids spray painted your car. When you caught them in the act, you shook your fist at them... and also threw rocks at them as they ran away. Your landlord (or whatever they call them in the UK) gave you a hard time about rent being paid late so you shook your fist at him (the late rent wasn't your fault though. Your flatmate was the one responsible for dropping off the check). You even shook your fist at the moron at MacDonald's (that's how it's pronounced across the pond, right? >_>) for neglecting to hold the onions on your double cheeseburger (because f*** onions. Seriously folks, onions are s***). You even told him that next time he "cocked up" your food, you'd cut off his "gentleman sausage." (Note: most of the British expressions I learn are from Top Gear, so if any expressions I use are not typically used by Brits in general and are just things that the Top Gear people say, that's why >_>.). Anyway, your temper, as well as your threatening words/fist shakes get you arrested for disorderly contuct (and resisting arrest because you shook your fist at the cops when they showed up). The next day, you were released from jail. Right as you were exiting the building, a hooligan ran in and collided with you. You both fell to the floor. You got up first and started yelling at the punk. He had a horrified look on his face and ran off, which surprised you. He looked like he wanted a fight. You notice something on the ground by your feet. The hooligan must've dropped it. You pick it up and shout at him as he runs off. "HEY YOU FORGOT SOMETHING YA F***IN' WANKER!!" You shake your fist. Suddenly, you're not alive anymore. Your death happened way too fast for your brain to process what was happening... The object was a crudely constructed pipe bomb and the hooligan was a wanna-be gangster who throught that blowing up a police station could help him achieve his dream of becoming an official member of the IRA. When you shook your fist, the fist holding the bomb, it detonated. Even though your lifeless body was riddled with shrapnel, it was the concussive force of the blast that killed you instantly. The one upside to your unfortunate passing? The police department honored you posthumously as a hero. If the wanna-be IRA initiate hadn't bumped into you, there's a good chance that several police would have been killed that day... The office building being constructed across the street was renamed the "Voltch Memorial Building."
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ya right you are case the sunglasses have 3d so i can see right threw their clothes -ertyu
(about wearing sunglasses to stare at boobs without girls noticing)