Whoops! Maybe you were looking for Micheal Bay?
Whoops! Maybe you were looking for Bananas?
Whoops! Maybe you were looking for ROOLS?
WHATEVER YOU DO, STAY CALM!
As long as you keep the pressure on the chair, the bears won't take the cheese!
DON'T FIRE THAT GUN! IT'S GOT RABIES!
OBAMA SHOT ME! HE SHOT ME! Actually, it was Mitt Romney.
Okay, take a deep breath, and try to relax! I know that this looks bad, but your mom wanted me to!
Oh, God, he smoked it!
HIS CROTCH IS ON FIRE!
Listen, whoever is reading this, I'm trapped in Zach Schmiddy's basement and he- OH GOD!Top 10 Ways to Become BAT FUCKING INSAAAAAAAAAAANE!
- READ THIS PAGE!
- DON'T RUN! PLEASE! I WAS JUST TRYING TO STAB YOU
- OH GOD, THE FBI IS IN MY HOUSE AND THEY HAVE TASERSZ
- Smoke the joint. Just because your parents told you not do doesn't mean you shouldn't. I MEAN, LOOK AT ME, I SMOKED IT AND I'M DOIN' AWW-RIGHT
- SCREAM! SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAM!
- Calmly sit down in a chair while I tell you how BUSH IS GONNA NUKE AMERICA
- DON'T LOOK AT THAT PICTURE OF A BAT!
- You are just fat. Look at you. Fatty
- I DIDN'T PUT PUNCTUATION IN SOME OF THE WAYS OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-
- Whatever the government told you, dividing by zero doesn't do anything. TRUST MEH
- OH GOD I PUT AN ELEVENTH REASON
- HOW COULD I DO SUCH A THING?
- OH GOD TAKE IT EASY ON MY SOUUUUUUUUUL
- You are just fat. Fatty
- Damn, this is one helluva long list.
Tiger arrives in this area. She knows that this area is intended to be just randomness. So, to let off some steam, she claws at a wall, eventually forming a small room. She grins and carves at the front this message:
This area is for Tiger and Tiger ONLY. If I find any edits not by me in here, I will track down and slay the editor.
She then nods and walks quietly away.