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Two days before tomorrow, I discovered that the inside of every dirty sock contains another dimension and by stretching one over your entire head you can travel there. But you can only stay for an hour or two until the dimension rapidly disintegrates. Well, after traveling to 2 other interesting dimensions in 2 other socks, I put the third (and stinkiest) sock with two red stripes over my head. When I did I felt strange, rather.. compressed, until the muffled explosion of stuffing and gibs was over. Confused, I looked around and realized that this dimension was sesame street! And I had materialized right inside of snuffleupagus! Feeling bad, I walked briskly away from the brown fur, cotton and body chunks floating in blood, hoping nobody had noticed; they hadn't. I soon met Oscar the Grouch and he motioned me to look inside his trash can. After I peered in without thinking, I realized I had probably fallen for the oldest grouch trick in the book to get kids to look at their repulsive green penises. But NO.. what I saw was a portal leading back to my OWN dimension where I could see myself wearing that sock with two red stripes on my head. THAT me was also leaning over peering into an imaginary trash can just like I was. I waved my left hand and sure enough so did he. "This dimension will disintegrate in 4 minutes" said Oscar, "...unless..." "unless what!?" I asked, eager to leave my old dimension behind and stay here forever in my beloved sesame street. "...unless... you reach through this portal... and KILL your other-dimensional self..." he said. I thought about it for awhile and noticed a visual tingling all over the dimension that happened right before the last two disintegrated. "what the hay" I said and reached through the portal and seized my other self by the neck, choking him to death. "ha ha ha, die!!" we both said at the same time (though him with difficulty gasping for breath). I choked him and he choked someone imaginary until he collapsed to the floor dead. |
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that's ridiculous, oscar would never invite anyone to look inside his trashcan |
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Sort of like sliders, only with socks? |
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the thought of an eternal loop is incomprehensible |
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NE way, right after I killed him and thus becomming trapped in this dimension, I discovered this wasn't sesame street but a place full of terrible monsters that imitated sesame street characters to lure people in before showing their true evil form. They all have sharp teeth and glowing red eyes and were chasing me all day. I'm hiding upstairs in Gordon's house now. I found he has internet access so am writing to you all. Even now I can see them out the window. "Big Bird" is turning over things looking for me. |
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So you are writing on this mb from that dimension? Does that mean we are in that dimension too, or is there an ethernet wire going into a sock somewhere? |
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This is no time for mind games, my life is at stake! |
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are you familiar with games such as doom and quake.. where you blow the living daylights out of everything in sight? ... 'if it moves. kill it.' |
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I actually bought three pairs of really nice socks today. I'm off for a long weekend. |
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