Oh, Juggers had his first rite of gaming passage yesterday: he got pissed and spiked a 360 controller. Cracked the thing wide open. I was able to get it back together and it works fine, but he is still grounded.
His mother's comment? "When I threw your 360 across the house and broke it up, I tried to break your controllers as well, but couldn't."
I'm changing my name to Juan and moving to Meh-hee-co.