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1% of Pure Rage – Drafting Life at Its Breaking Point

If you’ve ever sat dead-eyed at 2AM redrawing a riser because someone changed a pipe size, this one’s for you. Drafting life is pain.

1% of Pure Rage – Drafting Life at Its Breaking Point

If you’re in hydraulic services, drafting coordination, or just knee-deep in redlines at 11:59PM on a Friday, you already know what this song is about. “1% of Pure Rage” isn’t just a punk anthem — it’s therapy for every drafter who’s ever had their model broken by someone else’s lazy markup.

We made this track to capture that silent fury. The kind that builds after hours of tidy annotation, just for a project manager to say, “Can you shift everything 150mm left?”

This isn’t corporate-core. This is for the ones living deadline to deadline, clashing services, revising risers, and trying to not scream every time someone says “It’s just a quick fix.”

 

The drafting life isn’t glamorous — it’s war in layers. And this is your soundtrack.

1% of Pure Rage angry draftsman cover

Lyrics

I drew a pipe with all my might, at one percent incline
Revit shrugged and laughed at me, said, “Nah, try ninety-nine!”
Now it’s climbing to the ceiling like a flag pole from hell
It’s sanitary warfare — and I can’t even tell!
My workset’s off again, I swear I set it right
Now my elements are ghosting like they vanished in the night
Structural’s a jungle, archi’s full of lies
Their models crash my system — I can hear the software cry!

It’s one percent of pure rage!
Pipes rebelling on the page
You think you’ve got control — but Revit’s got the stage
Plumb it right!” you say with pride,
But you’re snapping to the void — yeah, your fittings just collide
We’re drafting in denial — hydraulic homicide!

Click to split, trim to fit, now none of it connects
Inspector says it’s perfect — while my soul just disconnects
Is that a gas pipe or a vent? It’s anyone’s guess
I dare you to dimension it — oh look, a cursed mess!
Designers in the office, flexing with their tags
Saying “Revit’s easy, man!” while drawing loops in bags
Copy/monitor,” they cheer, then everything explodes
So I duct-tape my sanity and pray it even loads

It’s one percent of pure rage!
And my fittings disengage
I CTRL+Z my life, one glitch at every stage
You thought you drew it clean and tight,
But your sections look like Minecraft on a drunken fight night
This isn’t coordination — it’s a brawl in broad daylight!

Draw it flat, they said — it’s “intuitive!”
Except your slope’s a haunted hill, and your elbows are derivative
Families breaking up like bad divorce —
While the tank connection’s on a cosmic course!
RFI! RFI! Just send an RFI!
Your host is not available — go scream into the sky!

It’s one percent of pure rage!
Sinking into the BIM cage
We’re just tracing out dysfunction on a digital stage
Hydraulics should be clear and bright,
But this software’s got opinions and it’s picking a fight
Flush it down the viewport — let’s call it “design insight”!

So here’s to all the modelers, knee-deep in despair
We don’t need a pipe run — we need therapy and air!
Gas and water tangled, like spaghetti with no grace
This ain’t construction — it’s a Revit paper chase…

Been in the trenches of markups and model clashes? Share this with your team. Misery loves drafters.

Heh-Haa!

#Avatar #JamesCameron #onlymemez #shityourself #ubisoft

Heh-haa!

**Tsu’Kalu’s “Pandora Panic”**

Deep in the heart of Pandora, Tsu’Kalu, a proud Na’vi warrior, was known for his bravery, grace, and absolute commitment to the cause. He had faced Thanators, humans in massive mech suits, and those freakishly stubborn Viperwolves. But there was one enemy Tsu’Kalu had yet to conquer: his morning alarm.

The night before, Tsu’Kalu had spent hours battling alongside the other warriors. Exhausted, he collapsed in his hammock in the lush forests of Pandora. His avatar training sessions were intense, but sleep… *sleep* was sacred. Unfortunately, so was his uncanny ability to sleep through literally anything.

His handmade alarm—a carefully constructed collection of Pandora’s screeching birds—finally went off at sunrise. They weren’t subtle. *”BEEEHHHHH!”* they cried, but in his dream-filled haze, Tsu’Kalu thought it was just another battle cry from his Na’vi brothers. Until the noise became deafening, and suddenly, he woke up with a scream of his own, “*HEH-HAA!”*

In that split second of pure adrenaline-fueled confusion, something… primal happened. His body, so used to the agility and strength of his Na’vi form, betrayed him in the most human way possible. *He shit himself.*

Tsu’Kalu bolted upright in his hammock, blinking around wildly, unsure if he was still dreaming or if Pandora itself was playing tricks on him. *”No. NO. This can’t be happening!”* But it was. The Na’vi were skilled in many things—archery, hunting, bonding with their ikran—but Tsu’Kalu quickly realized that dealing with an… unexpected bodily function wasn’t part of the usual warrior training.

And of course, it was *right* then that he heard a faint chuckle behind him.

**Firi’Tan**, his best friend and fellow warrior, was leaning casually against a tree, witnessing the entire scene. “Tsu’Kalu,” he smirked, “you’ve fought the Sky People, you’ve tamed the Great Leonopteryx, and yet… you’re defeated by an alarm? What’s next? Glitching through the ground like one of those *Ubisoft* creatures?”

Tsu’Kalu groaned, wishing he could disappear into Pandora’s lush forest floor, but alas, Ubisoft hadn’t programmed that feature into the fabric of reality just yet. Instead, he glared at Firi’Tan, “At least I didn’t *despawn* mid-battle last week. Heard you *clipped* right through the ground while fighting a Viperwolf.”

Firi’Tan burst into laughter. “Ah, but that’s the Ubisoft way! Reality itself warps, my friend. One minute you’re in a Na’vi body, the next minute you’re flying through the ground and respawning in a tree. Maybe we’re all just in one of their *glitch-fests*.”

Tsu’Kalu shook his head, still deeply embarrassed. “It’s like Ubisoft built Pandora—beautiful world, but everything else just breaks at the worst moment.”

With a sigh, he trudged off into the forest to clean himself up. His morning had been more of a disaster than any battle, but at least he had Firi’Tan there to mock him all the way through it. As he walked, he mumbled to himself, “Maybe I should start using human tech after all. Pretty sure even their broken games don’t wake you up with a *scream and a poop*…”

Firi’Tan, still laughing, shouted after him, “At least you didn’t have to find the *hidden loot boxes*!”

Ah, Pandora—always full of surprises, even in the early morning… especially when Ubisoft is involved.

Tolkien Elves Hate Dwarves

#Tolkien #ElvesVsDwarves #LOTR #MiddleEarth

Tolkien Elves Hate Dwarves

Tolkien’s elves hate dwarves because, let’s face it, they’re basically the entitled, snooty roommates of Middle-earth. Elves are all about elegance, immortality, and whispering to trees like they’re on some ethereal spa retreat. Meanwhile, dwarves roll in, covered in dirt, chugging ale, and swinging axes like they’re remodeling a medieval man cave. 

 

And don’t forget the ultimate beef: the dwarves once *borrowed* some fancy jewelry and never returned it. So yeah, the elves will hold a grudge for eternity. Literally. It’s like borrowing a neighbor’s lawnmower and causing a centuries-long feud.

 

Elves: “We live forever, so yeah, we *definitely* remember that time you stole our bling and then trashed our forest with your mining obsession.”

 

Dwarves: “Relax, tree-huggers. We’re just digging for *gold* while you write sad poetry to the moon.”

 

And that’s why the elves can’t stand the beardy little guys—years of dirt, drama, and missing jewelry.

Hitler Cat

#Hitler #Cat #Cats #CatMemes #History #HistoryMemes #Memios

The Cat Hitler - History

In the land of Purrmany, there was a cat named Cat Hitler who had big ambitions. He formed the “Meow-tional Socialcats” party and mesmerized many animals with his speeches and stylish appearance. Cat Hitler promised things like free milk and abundant catnip, gaining a following among the animals.

With growing support, Cat Hitler became the leader of Purrmany. However, his leadership soon revealed a darker side. He began making decisions that caused divisions among the animals and created an atmosphere of fear. Some animals realized that his promises were empty and started questioning his intentions.

Meanwhile, in a neighboring land called Polanipaw, a group of brave animals became concerned about Cat Hitler’s actions. They formed an alliance called the “Polanipaw Protectors” to defend their homeland. When Cat Hitler invaded Polanipaw, it triggered a response from other animal communities who united to resist his aggression.

While Cat Hitler’s rise to power was marked by promises and charisma, his actions ultimately led to opposition and conflict. The animals of Purrmany and their allies stood up against his unjust invasion, showing the importance of unity and defending one’s rights in the face of aggression.

Dad Jokes – The Horsepital

#Horses #horseMemes #memes #funny #dadJokes

Dad Jokes - The Horsepital

In a grim and humorless town, there dwelled a sly horse named Grimhoof. Grimhoof was notorious for his dark sense of humor and twisted tricks. As the dreaded race day loomed, he plotted a wicked plan to elude participation.

Grimhoof feigned a grave illness, fooling his owner, Mr. Stoneheart, into believing he was unfit to race. Mr. Stoneheart, a stern and no-nonsense man, grew furious. He stormed into the stable, brandishing a shotgun, intent on putting an end to Grimhoof’s charade.

But just as Mr. Stoneheart took aim, Grimhoof let out a loud, ominous cough. Startled, Mr. Stoneheart dropped the shotgun, and the blast reverberated through the air. Unbeknownst to them, the scare caused a flock of nearby crows to take flight, bombarding Mr. Stoneheart with a storm of feathers and droppings.

Covered in a mess of feathers and fowl excrement, Mr. Stoneheart stared in disbelief. Grimhoof, seizing the opportunity, galloped away, his dark laughter echoing in the distance. The townsfolk, witnessing the absurd spectacle, burst into uproarious laughter, relishing in the misfortune of the stern Mr. Stoneheart.

From that day on, the race became a comical affair, with participants and spectators embracing the dark humor inspired by Grimhoof’s prank. The town’s somber mood transformed into one of whimsy and laughter, all thanks to the wickedly clever horse who turned a dire situation into a hilariously grim spectacle.

Donkey Dragon Bragging Meme

#dragon #donkey #shrek #fucking #braggingRights

Funny Dragon Memes - Donkey Bragging

Dale, Hiccup, Daenerys, and Donkey found themselves huddled around a crackling campfire, each eager to outdo the others with their dragon tales. Dale, a a human from Middle Earth, puffed up his chest and declared, “I once slew a fearsome dragon with nothing but a single arrow! The dragon didn’t stand a chance against my bravery!”

Hiccup, not one to be outdone, smirked and replied, “Well, I didn’t have to kill a dragon, you see. I actually tamed one. Toothless and I are like peas in a pod, flying through the skies, pulling off amazing tricks. We even won the annual Berk Dragon Race! Killing dragons is so last century.”

Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons, chimed in with a smug grin, “Impressive, Hiccup, but I didn’t just tame a dragon—I raised three of them from scratch! They grew up to be fierce, loyal beasts, and we conquered entire cities together. Can any of you claim to have an army of dragons at their command?”

As they all turned their gaze to Donkey, who had been silent so far, he flashed a cheeky smile.