HE HAD TRAVELLED FOR YEARS TO BECOME WHOLE WITH THE FORCES OF THE FUNKY BUDDHA. AND NOW HE WAS CLOSE (HEJ SLAM) HE COULD EVEN SENSE THE SMELL OF SWEATY ARMPITTS (JONES?). BUT FIRST HE HAD TO FLY THROUGH THIS TIGHT TUNNEL OF TERROR (HITHANSEN?) AND THEN, IN HIS F-PAPERPLANE (OH MAN!), TRAVEL THROUGH THE PLAINS OF PAIN, TERRAINS OF TERROR, LANDSCAPES OF LARD, THE PERFECT PLACE FOR SHITTY CODE, LOUSY MUSIC, UGLY DESIGN, AND FRIGHTFULLY CHILDISH HUMOUR. HE WAS ENTERING THE LOUSIEST DEMO OF THE DECADE!... IS THAT REALLY TRUE? YEP!
