Here’s an old, deep cut from our boys from Akron…
One, two, be safe
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Locked box is wetly lewd so
Stay dry in rubber boots and
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
@beschizza, ripe and rude
Spin dial, fixed to open and
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Locked up in metal box now
Open Door, lots of loot and
Be safe
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
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Go a year, no-no two’s and
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Watch out for fruits and mutes
Bananas are the root
So be safe, b-abies, be safe
Locked up in metal box now
Open Door, lots of loot and
Oh, be safe
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Locked box is wetly lewd so
Stay dry in rubber boots and
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Post forum No update
Go a year, no-no two’s and
Be safe, b-abies, be safe
Locked up in metal box now
Open Door, lots of loot and
Oh, be safe
This is what Myst would be in real life - not cleverly figuring out how to open the safe yourself but realizing that you can’t then trying to figure out if you can afford a locksmith and waiting forever for them to come and open it.
You may be on to something. Did Rob look for clues? Did the previous owners have constellations painted on the ceiling? Is there a clock tower in the backyard?
Do we see Rob’s face peering forlornly out of the pages of a book?
Has Rob been looking for old journals and tomes of research scattered around his house? Has he been fastidiously flipping switches and pressing buttons and then wandering around his house to see if any new areas have opened or any mechanisms been activated?
Here, this is how you unloch:
Please John Locke.
The Cheetus LIVES!!!