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Quiz Show of......Death
"Very Good. And now for our final question! But first I would like you to meet someone you already know."
You start to wonder what other life he will try and consume. Then you hear the cries of your mother followed by the screaming voice of your girlfriend and then a barking dog. He didn't let any of them go! What the hell is wrong with this sick twisted demon?
"You answer this one correctly they all leave in a car parked out back. No harm done. But wrong... here they all sit tied up in this little barn and it would be an awful shame if it burnt down....with them in it."
Oh my, what a twisted game. This fool is definatly twisted in the head how can he bring such torment to the ones you love? Why you?
"Final question! How many grooves are there on the Quarter? And do not waste my time therefore you better count fast! I'm pouring gasoline around them now. HAHAHA!!"
The question seems impossible, but you have to know, or they die! all of them. Your mother, your girlfriend, and your dog. Burning in a fire dying slowly as the flames burn their flesh. Think damn it, think!
« Go Back You start to wonder what other life he will try and consume. Then you hear the cries of your mother followed by the screaming voice of your girlfriend and then a barking dog. He didn't let any of them go! What the hell is wrong with this sick twisted demon?
"You answer this one correctly they all leave in a car parked out back. No harm done. But wrong... here they all sit tied up in this little barn and it would be an awful shame if it burnt down....with them in it."
Oh my, what a twisted game. This fool is definatly twisted in the head how can he bring such torment to the ones you love? Why you?
"Final question! How many grooves are there on the Quarter? And do not waste my time therefore you better count fast! I'm pouring gasoline around them now. HAHAHA!!"
The question seems impossible, but you have to know, or they die! all of them. Your mother, your girlfriend, and your dog. Burning in a fire dying slowly as the flames burn their flesh. Think damn it, think!