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Hey its at 19:14, 6 June 2008

Hey its — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 19:14:39 GMT

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	[[Try and figure out why this is all happening]]		[[Try and figure out why this is all happening]]
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		+	[[MYSTERY INVENTORY CHOICE]]
	{{Status\|Equipment=''SMALL BACKPACK, TRAIL MIX, 3 ENERGY BARS, SM FLASHLIGHT,		{{Status\|Equipment=''SMALL BACKPACK, TRAIL MIX, 3 ENERGY BARS, SM FLASHLIGHT,

	AA BATTERIES, POCKET UTENSILS, BASEBALL BAT, VOLVO KEYS, USED CIGARETTE''\|Health=PANIC\|MP=#\|Level=~}}		AA BATTERIES, POCKET UTENSILS, BASEBALL BAT, VOLVO KEYS, USED CIGARETTE''\|Health=PANIC\|MP=#\|Level=~}}
	[[Category: Jim's Barbeque]]		[[Category: Jim's Barbeque]]

Hey its at 19:13, 6 June 2008

Hey its — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 19:13:18 GMT

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	{{Status\|Equipment=''SMALL BACKPACK, TRAIL MIX, 3 ENERGY BARS, SM FLASHLIGHT,		{{Status\|Equipment=''SMALL BACKPACK, TRAIL MIX, 3 ENERGY BARS, SM FLASHLIGHT,

-	AA BATTERIES, POCKET UTENSILS, BASEBALL BAT, VOLVO KEYS, USED CIGARETTE''\|Health=~~100~~\|MP=#\|Level=~}}	+	AA BATTERIES, POCKET UTENSILS, BASEBALL BAT, VOLVO KEYS, USED CIGARETTE''\|Health=PANIC\|MP=#\|Level=~}}
	[[Category: Jim's Barbeque]]		[[Category: Jim's Barbeque]]

Platypus at 18:24, 6 June 2008

Platypus — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 18:24:06 GMT

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	[[Try and figure out why this is all happening]]		[[Try and figure out why this is all happening]]
		+	{{Status\|Equipment=''SMALL BACKPACK, TRAIL MIX, 3 ENERGY BARS, SM FLASHLIGHT,
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		+	AA BATTERIES, POCKET UTENSILS, BASEBALL BAT, VOLVO KEYS, USED CIGARETTE''\|Health=100\|MP=#\|Level=~}}
		+	[[Category: Jim's Barbeque]]

Hey its at 18:01, 6 June 2008

Hey its — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 18:01:56 GMT

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	Panic starts to seep into your mind, and you begin to lose most of your basic mental capabilities. Stumbling around in a frenzied stupor, you feel that you must find your way back, or be lost forever. A devilish tugging seems to yank at your soul, and you instinctively know that it is trying to drag you back into...JIM'S BARBEQUE.		Panic starts to seep into your mind, and you begin to lose most of your basic mental capabilities. Stumbling around in a frenzied stupor, you feel that you must find your way back, or be lost forever. A devilish tugging seems to yank at your soul, and you instinctively know that it is trying to drag you back into...JIM'S BARBEQUE.

-	~~Not done, one sec~~	+	[[Try to fight this force]]
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		+	[[Give in]]
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		+	[[Try and figure out why this is all happening]]

Hey its at 17:59, 6 June 2008

Hey its — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 17:59:25 GMT

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	Panic starts to seep into your mind, and you begin to lose most of your basic mental capabilities. Stumbling around in a frenzied stupor, you feel that you must find your way back, or be lost forever. A devilish tugging seems to yank at your soul, and you instinctively know that it is trying to drag you back into...JIM'S BARBEQUE.		Panic starts to seep into your mind, and you begin to lose most of your basic mental capabilities. Stumbling around in a frenzied stupor, you feel that you must find your way back, or be lost forever. A devilish tugging seems to yank at your soul, and you instinctively know that it is trying to drag you back into...JIM'S BARBEQUE.
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		+	Not done, one sec

Hey its at 17:58, 6 June 2008

Hey its — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 17:58:48 GMT

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Giving up on your quest already, like the no-good failure of a person you are, you decide to skedaddle back under the rock you call home...If you can remember where that is.

Amongst many other things that you left behind at the party, you must have included your memory, for you have no idea where your house is anymore!

Panic starts to seep into your mind, and you begin to lose most of your basic mental capabilities. Stumbling around in a frenzied stupor, you feel that you must find your way back, or be lost forever. A devilish tugging seems to yank at your soul, and you instinctively know that it is trying to drag you back into...JIM'S BARBEQUE.