What the fuck did you just fucking say about my snare, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at Full Sail University, and I've been involved in numerous corporate events with PSAV, and I have over 300 confirmed loadouts. I am trained in gorilla tape use and I'm the top crate pusher in the entire US. Your snare is nothing to me but just another ringy garbage can I will replace the fuck out with samples that have never been heard before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of expert gear museum curators across Gearslutz right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your snare. You're fucking dead, kid. I can replace any sound, anytime, and I can also EQ your shitty snare with over seven hundred tight Q bands, and that's just with stock plugins. Not only am I extensively trained with any DAW, I torrented the entire arsenal of Waves Platinum and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable snare off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your shitty fucking snare was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have recorded it right. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. Your snare sucks ass, kiddo.