I playeditbefore I playtheprototypedemothat I neverthoughtwasgonnabeturnedinto a realgamecalledtheMuseumofSimulationTechnology, whichwas a fantasticprototypefor a gamewherehecouldpickupobjectsandmovethem.
Pleasenotethat I amthestandardorientationprotocolandthatmyvoicehasbeenexplicitlychosentoremindyouthat I amnot a partofyourpatientcareteam.
Can I washmybrainhere?
Can I washmybrainrightnow?
Can I justhaveyoureallybad?
But I washoping I wouldhavewashedmybrain.
Oh, it's fullofsteak.
We'llbeabletodowiththisMybrainfullofstink.
Okay.
I gottamakeyoubiglyrelease a littlebigger.
Lee, this'llisfuckingmeup, man.
Thisismaximummyheadtoomuch.
I'm notevenhigh.
I'veneverbeenhigh.
Well, maybeonetimebyaccidentwhen I wasyoungerbecausesomebody's pastmesomethingthat I weren't supposedto.
Itwasn't myfault.
Mom, I swear.
Don't callthecops.
Okay, Holdright.
Clicktorotate.
I needtobuild a rampoutofcheese.
Youeverbuilt a rampoutofcheesein a videogame?
No, youhaven't.
Becauseyou'renotascoolas I am.
SweetJesus, God, thecheesethatwillkillusall.
I'm moreimpressedbythefactthat I canstillgrabtheseandholdontothemandthat I'm strongenough.
OK?
Needstobe a littlebigger.
It's notbigenough.
Oh, Dix.
Okay, A littlebiggerthan I wanttoshaketheveryfabricofrealitywithcheeseduringeyelids, youwilllosetheabilitytoawakensuddenlyduetorealizingthatthisis a dream.
Glenn, I knowyou'retryingtodoAh, greatthingforme, but I Hewentthroughanywaybecausesmall, stinkybrain.
I toldyoufor a m.
That's waytooearlyformetobeawake.
Whyam I backhere?
Goandhave a lotofanswers.
Questions?
I don't haveanyoftheanswers.
That's notwhat I meanttosay.
Right?
Sodasoda, buddy, you'reback.
Youcanlivetherestofmylifewithyou.
You'regonnabesoimportanttome.
ThisisanautomatedmessageforallpatientswhoattemptedtouseanalternatepathwaytoaccessthenextphaseofsomeNASCARuptherapywhohavebecometrappedin a dreamstateparadox.
Instead, yourdecisionsimply a failureoforientationwhichreflectsnegativelyonthestandardorientationprotocol.
Youwillrectifythisfailureimmediately.
I justwantmysoda, man.
Stopbeing a dickWiringdiagram.
Electricalcircuits.
Cool.
That's awesome, guys.
Howdoesithelpmegetoutofher?
I am.
Youweregivingmetheanswer, right?
Orwereyou?
Isthisanactualanswertoanything?
Threeandfiveand 6 to 3 intheleft, Fiveontheright.
Thatactuallyworksreceiveifthere's anythingatall E don't thinkthatactuallymattersatall.
I thinkwhatmattersisjustusingthethingtogetacross.
I don't thinkitmattersatall.
Okay.
Comewithme.
You'remynewsodahere.
WhenyourfriendholdonandJiminyholdon a cricket i e I can't haveanyofthethingsthatareonit.
Move!
Jesus, Shetoobig.
Oh, there's more.
Okay, thatactuallymakesthings a loteasier.
Oh, no, no, itdoesn't.
Oh, God.
It's justpieces, lads.
Oh, yeah.
Legend.
Giveitup, everybody.
Oh, secrets.
I'm somewherethat I shouldn't beYes, professionaltip.
Theaverageadultcanonlywithstand 3 to 5 dreamspernight.
Oncethisthresholdiseclipsedbyenteringmoredreams, yourmindwillsufferanexplosivementaloverloadReorienting U fortheemergencyexitprotocol.
Pleasesubjectyourselftoexplosivementaloverload.
Us?
No, I don't wantto.
I feel I mean, I feellike I'vehavingmentaloverloadalreadyplayingthisgamebecausethisisfuckingwackiestshit.
Pleasenotethat a reluctancetovolunteerfortherisksassociatedwithexplosivementaloverloadimplies a misunderstandingofallothersolutions, allofwhicharefarmoretraumaticandlikeliertoresultincatastrophecapableofsuboptimalsuggestions.
Pleaseexitthisdreamassoonaspossible.
Bro.
Bro, I'm a fuckinggenius.
Mybrainworksat a higherformofexistence.
God, that's mybrainplayingthisgame.
That's a visualrepresentationofwhathappenswhenthisgamemesseswithme.