AND FINALLY AFTER 2 DAYS OF ENDLESS/MINDLESS WEBSERFING YOU FIND A BACKSCRATCHER ON EBAY WORTH $2.95. AND THEN YOU WILL BE STRUCK WITH A TORTUROUS OBSESSION WITH THE GAME SERIES MONKEY ISLAND AND DEVOTE THE REST OF YOUR EXISTENCE TO FINDING THE ILLEGAL VERSIONS. Like me.
"Have fun! And may I interest you in purchasing a three-headed monkey? He isn't tamed and has a very ambiguous history with its previous owners.
"Or, you can buy my Doberman. Eats everything and loves children. Wait... This stale potato chip is starting to get to me. Where is my fat-free yogurt?"
By this time, our new jedi warrior, Mr. Turkey, had fallen into a dreamlike stupor due to the visible green vapors coming from the unidentified voice. The vapors whirled and...stuff until.....
[type:/+Myst +riven +crackz]
"WHAT THE HEY! WHY CAN"T I---oops, why can't I find that stupid game? Where have all the hackerz gone? And why aM i WrItInG wItH aLl My S's WiTh Z's????"
"Why in hershey's cookies and cream! Would you care for a smores?"
Mr. Turkey was on a diet due to pin worms, and couldn't eat anything edible. To supply himself with daily nutrients, he added 2 pints of mushrooms in a cauldron of boiling ant legs, stirred--not shaken--until bubbly and frothy and foamy and sticky and foul-smelling and highly-radioactive and ready for a serving of 3 1/2.
FRIED, NOT BAKED Now, with 11 herbs and spices. Available at your nearest dumpster for $284! Just $284 dollars, and you can have Tylenol, Extra Strength. 9 out of 10 doctors say, Colgate for Extra Whitening and Bleach for Clothes.
Haunted by the ghosts of ancient infomercials, Turkey laughed and stuck a lightbulb up his nose.
But anyway, he continued his journey to the faraway land of the Predicate Nominatives. Here, you must constantly collect dead chickens for more points. FInd all 500 dead chickens and become the Ultimate Road-Kill Master and advance to the Killed-By-Lightening Round.
