No Thanks, I'm Stuffed
New rule: no more posts on school days. (These take surprisingly long to pick out a suitable bit of rubbish and talk about it.)
This doesn't seem to be the original incarnation of this idea. I recall the very first version had chefs that came and attacked you, except I didn't draw an entire chef in those tiny squares. Who could do that? Instead I drew a chef's hat, which is passable as a symbol, but then I just went along with the idea of a hat bouncing along and killing you in one hit. (Let's assume terrible balancing, for the sake of anti-hubris.) There was also another incarnation after this one that was couched in the most arbitrary and pointless fanfic premise possible. I'd dig that up, but I know for a fact that it's in the back of a notebook, of which I have approximately 47,000.
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