It takes quite a bit to push me into rage overdrive, but once I'm there look out -- I'm capable of heinous feats, such as drop-kicking video games.
Only two games have managed to drag me to this Hulk-like point of WWE-style vengeance: Super Mario RPG for Super Nintendo and The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask for the Nintendo 64.
Both games frustrated me so much (Super Mario RPG for its nigh impossible end boss battle and Majora's Mask for a ridiculous late-game mission that forces you to trade unrealistically high amounts of inventory items to zombie characters in order to pass through) that I yanked them out of their respective machines, opened my door and punted them out of the house and into the street, never to be seen again.
I'm not sure what happened to the games. Perhaps passers by picked them up, only to be cursed by their presence as I was. Perhaps cars ran them over, sending their withered souls directly to hell itself, from whence they came.
I eventually somewhat got over my hatred for Majora's Mask and downloaded it on the Wii via the Virtual Console service. I'm still pissed at Super Mario RPG, though, especially since my friend Magill beat the end boss in front of me. And thus that game remains undownloaded. Some wounds never heal.