im not the author.
obiosly im not gOod with the spelling and the grammar.
but anyway as my friend the ACTUAL author had a good story going and im here to screw that up.
roger was concerned. in the past 5 minutes he had gotten an empty box, had a mailman who wasnt a mailman ignore him other than giving him an empty box, the box had a whole in it and now how was he going to put the box on his head and pretend he was a spaceman because spacemen dont have holes in their cardbourd scalps, and an author of a book he wrote had implied his death by a meteor.
and if that was true his parting words would probably be idiotic like, "PEW! PEW! IM A SPACEMAN THAT WAS IN A BAD CAR CRASH AND NOW HAS A WHOLE IN MY CARDBOURD HEAD AND CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE SPACEMAN HOSPITAL!?" also what about spacewomen? leave it to roger to be a 25 male playing a sexist space game. roger was deppressed at how pointless his life was, in fact roger would have ended his life then and there, but all he had was a cardbourd box with a whole in it and he thought it would be humiliating to be found in a pool of blood only for the finder to realize that roger had bludgeoned himself to death with a cardbourd box.
stupid roger.
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32 Large Circles
AdventureThere are 32 circles. They are large. Read if that sounds like an interesting premise. I promise, it might get interesting at some point.
