The balloon has gone up. For years you have planned to got to your buddies retreat and wait it out. He's promised you that he has the room and the resources to provide shelter and food for you if you can make it there.
After a week of running and gunning you finally make it to his retreat to discover that the MRE's he just fed you expired in 1982. You feel a serious case of the trots coming on. You run down the hall to the shitter and when you throw the door open this is what you find...
What would you do? And before you ask, yes I'm bored.
[img]
[/img]