Spoken by (or better yet, yelled by) Frau Farbissina, one of Dr Evil's most trusted hench(wo)men. When Dr Evil, who has an obsession with lasers (especially when it's frickin' sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their frickin' heads), wants a laser fired, he lets Frau Farbissina give out the order. This order is usually delivered at a 100 decibel volume to whomever is in charge of pressing the firing button.
Frau Farbissina: "Fire the laser!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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When piss is coming out of your dick. Kinda looks like a yellow laser right?
Fag: I gotta take a penis laser!
Ass Fag: BIZOOM!
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The most successful scam perpetrated to laser enthusiasts,but especially commoners who wet their pants when they see a laser burn something.
The company is most likely run by communists, who hired scam artists and advertising professionals to promote their products.
All the specs provided on the site are a definitive lie, as well as all the fake reviews.
Wicked Lasers business strategy involves the massive spending on search engine manipulation, public opinion control, and propaganda campaigns. Instead actually using money to make quality lasers, they use money to make you think the lasers are adequate.
The company also runs a forum, which is supposed to provide "an open environment for laser enthusiasts to freely communicate and exchange laser knowledge, opinions on WL products..." this is an excerpt from the forum's Term of Service. Nevertheless, when one posts a thread with third party tests, showing just how much of a piece of shit the their products are, it gets promptly removed.
Do you self a favor read on the laserpointerforums about Wicked Lasers, don't be impressed by all the good publicity.
Johnny: I just dropped my entire paycheck on this sweet Pulsar dude!
Telight:*takes out $40 Chinese red laser*
Johnny: WTF is that piece of shit.
Telight: Its a quality laser
Johnny: *Enthusiastically clicks his "laser" on*
3 seconds later...
Telight: Sigh, well at least it looks like it would make a good paper weight. *Goes off to burn things with his laser*
Johnny:*Calls Wicked Lasers*
"My laser broke after 3 seconds, repair it with warranty please.
Wicked Lasers: Sorry Johnny you voided warranty when you turned the unit on, asshole.
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The best mother-fucking superpower known to man.
Ammo includes but isn't limited to:
- lasers
- fire extinguisher
- hot dogs
- money
- firey stuff that makes rockets take off
- bullets
- more hot dogs
Pew! Pew! Zap! Ka-pow! Boom!
Laser eyes kick serious ass!
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Noun: Otherwise known as arcane enchanted or arcane needle in popular dungeon crawler Diablo 3, these lasers of hell cause great damage and are sometimes impossible to avoid, leaving the player to question whether stacking toughness instead of dexterity is a smart choice of action.
Son of a fucking bitch, these blues are spawning unfair lasers.
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Something which one finds themselves drawn to pursuing, but which is unable to provide adequate fulfillment due to its inherent lack of stimulus feedback. If one claims to enjoy chasing said "laser dot," it's more likely that they enjoy the act of chasing it while imagining what might be there for them once they've obtained it. This leads to hollow goal-oriented obsession and one will find themselves chasing other lights in an effort to make up for the lack of fulfillment that chasing the laser dot leaves them with.
Analogous to cats and dogs becoming obsessed with chasing laser dots, which their lazy owners use to entertain them, and consequently becoming easily distracted by light reflections that are present on the walls of the house at random times throughout the day.
"Dude Look, what are those orange lights up there by the mountain? They're teleporting! Holy crap!"
Probably some sort of gravity-defying craft which uses a propulsion system we're not familiar with. A UFO, I guess. It doesn't really matter. It's a laser dot as far as I'm concerned.
"It just disappeared! I'm gonna see if I can find it!"
"Dude Look, what are those orange lights up there by the mountain? They're teleporting! Holy crap!"
Probably some sort of gravity-defying craft which uses a propulsion system we're not familiar with. Or a transdimensional civilization of assholes who can't help but reveal themselves as they observe us. A UFO, I guess. It doesn't really matter. They don't seem to want to interact with us at the moment. It's a laser dot as far as I'm concerned.
"It just disappeared! I'm gonna see if I can find it!"
A powerful form of puking that is accomplished with such force that it seemingly exits the mouth as straight as a laser beam.
"You should have seen it man, Horatio smashed the keg-stand record and then laser vom'd across the room!"