
|  I'm Hiding In Your Closet | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Under the circumstances, what else was I to do?
The next poster is a form of life, but not as we know it....

| John W Johnson | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            It was a great journey through the Mana Wastes. As I finally came up to the temple, I started to be chased by a bunch of monkeys. Eventually, I was able to break away only to come up to a river full of crocodiles. Taking fate in my hands, and using great timing, I crossed the river by jumping on the heads of the gators. Finally, I made my way back to the temple where I had to avoid barrels being thrown by an ape as I tried to climb my way to the top. Finally, I entered the temple, having to dispatch of these little blue Hershey's Kiss looking guys before I finally was able to hold the Twinkie over my head in triumph.
The next poster will know all of the games that I referenced.

| Sissyl | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Again, I do, but it does lose something in Na'vi. Basically it tells the story of how a young unproven warrior gets in a fight with someone stronger than him, is exiled, and is found dead from stampede wounds a month later. The part about B-ball has been translated to, roughly, "We sat in communion with a hexanana fruit", which is generally thought as odd, since hexananas do not have USB-slots.
The next poster will tell us the legend of John W Johnson's badassness.

|  lucky7 | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            It was a great journey through the Mana Wastes. As I finally came up to the temple, I started to be chased by a bunch of monkeys. Eventually, I was able to break away only to come up to a river full of crocodiles. Taking fate in my hands, and using great timing, I crossed the river by jumping on the heads of the gators. Finally, I made my way back to the temple where I had to avoid barrels being thrown by an ape as I tried to climb my way to the top. Finally, I entered the temple, having to dispatch of these little blue Hershey's Kiss looking guys before I finally was able to hold the Twinkie over my head in triumph.
Now what kind of man can reference Pathfinder, Temple Run, Keystone Kapers, Donkey Kong, and... Hershey invasion!
The next poster is done.

|  The Balcony-Seat Hecklers | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            *makes rude faces behind people's back*
*holds up a sign saying, 'We do this sort of thing all the time, anyway!'*
*holds up a can of Play-Doh*
*holds up an economy-size box of Hostess Ho-Hos (which, being a misanthropic old man, he had stowed away for years before they went out of business)*
"And now...""...the next poster has a tape recorder up his BROTHER'S nose!"

|  I'm Hiding In Your Closet | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            My old flame Al Capone promised me chocolates. Instead he sent someone else a carload of bullets. BULLETS! And he said I was the only one *sob* (by the way, the best way to compliment a ninja? Pretend they're not there....)!
The next poster doesn't know what weapons World War III will be fought with, but knows that World War IV will be fought with rocks. More interesting, however, is their prediction of the favored weapons of World War VII....

| Little Skylark | 
 
	
 
                
                
              
            
            Honolulu is a very nice place, and there is no way to get around faster that fleeing from coconuts. Besides I never gain waight during my vacations and get back in really good shape. Shame of the bruises and the concussion though.
Next poster also has lots of bruises and will start a conversation about them.
 
	
 
     
     
     
	
  
 
                
                 
	
  
	
  
	
  
	
  
	
  
	
 