I have spent the past several days endlessly infuriated by a game on my iPhone called Flappy Bird. It is not the cute, fun addiction of Candy Crush. It pure, unbridled, seething, shout-it-from-the-mountaintops hatred.

As far as I'm concerned, the good test for a phone game is whether or not it helps you kill time in a waiting room. Is it just fun enough to keep you interested but not too involved that it’s distracting.

This game fails. Because if you were to play this infuriating game in a doctor’s office, you would go into a blind rage, destroy a chair, flip a table over, and beat a receptionist to death with the September 2011 issue of Hudson Valley Magazine that was sitting on the desk.

Well, apparently, people won't have to worry about being frustrated by this hellspawn of a game any longer, as the developer is removing it from the market. There's no real explanation as to why, except that apparently legality isn't a factor.

Of course, many enterprising individuals have already put up phones with the game installed for exorbitant prices on eBay.

As this is the scene I experienced more often than not:

 

I say, good riddance you demon game.