I've smashed the beejesus out of things before, but rarely generally things that I won't need (or really,
really,
REALLY pissed me off). Mostly it be hitting the sofa or chucking the controller into the sofa cushions to vent but not ruin my stuff.
A mate at uni smashed the hell out of a PS2 controller because it kept rumbling for no reason so he threw it, punched it, whacked it against the desk and wall and finally threw it down to the floor and yelled "stop F***ing rumbling!".......... silence....... and then..... *brrrrrrrrrt*...... a little, tiny quiver from the controller. We stamped the hell out of it while it was still plugged in, every now and then giving a little whirring rumble of defiance, until finally it lay slain.
Good times
