My brain hurts from accumulated rage and frustration, and I don't have a rage-defusing-rod handy to vent off the excess rage. If I just had a rage-bottle I could store the rage and sell it to a passing berserker, who could then use it to go berserk if he needed to tear some arms off and was having a really mellow day.
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Not that rage potion doesn't already exist. Pass cheap tequila around amongst peers that are already drunk enough to impair motor function, and you can recreate the church scene from 28 Days Later on the second floor of the freshman dorm. Go ahead and give that priest a good whack! He won't remember crap when he wakes up!