The Rubik's Revolution Within

Bring back the Rubik's Cube!

The Rubik’s Cube. Given as a gift to me when I was 18. Felt like a forceful backhand to the intellectual face.
This wondrous (horribly frustrating) item of wizardry had dumbfounded me for years, until I met an ex-Rubik's enthusiast who showed me the patterns and procedures that lead to the eventual demise to the 6-sided beast.
That day, that glorious day. The first time I completed it. I felt as though I had unlocked the secrets of the universe and had to show all mankind for the growth of the world. However, it didn't really come out like that. It came out in snobby, cocky, big-headedness. Shoving the completed cube's face into any and everyone's face that I passed with a stupid grin that was somewhere between passing gas and the awkward moment when you're waiting for the self-timer to click on the camera.
Such a fool I was.
I wish to apologise for this and to close in saying.

Sucked in. I did it. You didn't.