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Choose Your Own Adventure: I-MOCKERY STYLE!


NOT SO FAST, BUCK-O!
“YOU HAVE CHOSEN...WISELY.”

"You smack the nearest child like Ike Turner and watch with glee as his face wells up with tears. 'You call those costumes?? Now beat it!', you yell, and the children race down the porch stairs, spilling candy as they go. 'Heh heh, not bad at all. Making children cry AND free candy,' you mutter, bending down to pick up a discarded Butterfinger."

"Alright, Gatekeeper," you say in your most cocky voice. "I have passed your first challenge. Bring on the next one!"

OH YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING GOOD? HAH! I SCOFF AT THEE!
"FOOLISH WORM! The trials you have yet to face are the most difficult by far! Now you must display an understanding of evil, miserable wretch! Thus begins Trial Two!" the Gatekeeper croaks.

Suddenly a corner of the room lights up and a table previously unnoticed fades into view. "Approach the table, slime!" orders the Gatekeeper. As you draw nearer, you notice four pumpkins arranged in a row, each with a different face appearing on it. George W. Bush, Carrot Top, William Shatner and Britney Spears each adorn one of the pumpkins with their orange visage.

CHOOSE YOUR DESTINY!
"Now you must select the LESSER of the four evils, knave! Muhaha!" the Gatekeeper cackles.

The lesser of four evils? THOSE four evils?? The Gatekeeper was right, these trials are definitely becoming trickier. Your eyes dart from pumpkin to pumpkin as you weigh the options and try to decide which of these four is actually somehow LESS horrible than the others.

Finally after much consideration you point your finger at:

 




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