Bought my 3DS on sale for $145 at Target a couple of weeks ago. After making my way through the Forest Temple last night, I finally reached Phantom Ganon. By this point I was mentally exhausted and the final "push room" puzzle was the last straw that broke my brain in half. So I reach Phantom Ganon, and he's jumping out of paintings and flying around the room and frying the shit out of me with his completely unfair bullshit cheater lightning attack; meanwhile my arrows and hookshot are bouncing off of him as if he was made of that righteous mineral Dolomite (if they hit him at all). Finally he zaps away my last two hearts and in a fit of rage I toss my 3DS over onto the bed...
...and it bounces off my bed into the wall. I didn't throw it too hard so I wasn't worried until I picked it up and noticed a blue screen of death (yes, even the 3DS has a blue screen of death apparently). Both screens were completely blue except for a few lines of garbled code that were either secret love letters from Shigeru Miyamoto straight to my heart, or an error message.
Well, fuck. Fuck fuckitty fucking fuck. I try turning the power off and the 3DS doesn't respond. Out of desperation I start whacking it on the bed (wait, that sounded wrong), hard enough to jolt it but not so hard as to do any damage (ok, I'm lying, I beat the shit out of that thing), and sure enough the power finally blinks off. I turn it back on, praying and hoping for the best when to my great surprise, it works! YES! We're back in business!
I start back up and, whether I get lucky this time or whether I've simply calmed down enough to start thinking rationally, I quickly figure out how to snag him with my hookshot just as he's jumping out of the painting. I finally manage to drag him out of his accursed paintings and he resorts to zapping me with his stupid little balls o' lightning. Having beaten Agahnim into a bloody pulp more times than I can count it wasn't hard to figure out what to do here; after a few rounds of electric tennis I'm the owner of a shiny new heart container, and a forest medal to boot.
Triumphantly, I return to the Temple of Time (by saving and quitting because, hey, I'm lazy) and present my Ocarina to Princess Zel- uhhh I mean "Sheikh." She teaches me the song of Light or some shit, I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention. I stick my Master Sword in her Pedestal Slot and travel back in time to hit up Lon Lon Ranch, when on the way there I get the urge to whip out my Ocarina and play some pretty music (i.e. I wanted to hit up Saria for some hot telepathic Ocarina sex).
Aaaand the game freezes. Okay, that's odd. I power down, start back up, and everything is fine again - phew! I step out into New Hyrule Town, whip out my trusty Ocarina in order to summon the power of the very sun itself to freeze these perverted Link-humping ghouls aaaaand the game freezes again.
Shit. I power down, boot back up, and try everything I can think of within the game, especially the touchscreen. No problems until I try my Ocarina again, aaaand the game freezes once more.
Mega shit. Super Giant Taco Bell diarrhea shit! I power down, boot back up, and go straight for the Ocarina - sure enough, the game freezes.
Sigh. I smack my 3DS against the desk in a half-hearted attempt to whack into place whatever internal parts are broken, figuring I can't do any more harm, but in my heart of hearts? I knew it wasn't going to do any good.
But wait! I've only had this thing a couple of weeks! I can fool the kind folks at Target into replacing it for me, can't I? Why yes, I believe I can! So I bring it in, tell them the truth - it's freezing up "randomly" - but leave out a couple of key facts (namely, everything else) - and while my heart stops when the register jockey behind the counter takes a minute to inspect it, he doesn't notice any of the scratches; it turns out he was only checking the serial number. Success! The wool has been pulled over their eyes, the ruse is complete, and I have a new 3DS in my hands!
-except they're no longer on sale and now I have to pay the $25 difference.
Well, you know what? Fuck it. I didn't even complain for a second. He probably thought I was being nice by not bitching about the difference, and why not let him believe that? He didn't need to know the truth. He didn't need to know I was happy to pay the Franklincoln, in light of what really happened.
Epilogue: I just plugged in the new 3DS, booted up OoT, and busted out some jams on my Ocarina. Everything is working perfectly. Moral of the story: If you have anger problems and accidentally beat the shit out of your gaming equipment, blame the manufacturer. ALWAYS blame the manufacturer.