ugh

so, last night, i drunkenly relayed two stories from my past i had mostly out-run, giving you a terrible glimpse into my inner-workings you wouldnt normally be able to see unless you had a really small camera and vaseline. terrible.

i am in fact, now going to bore you with yet another dream, not because it was all that interesting, but because i invented a death sport in it.

No name for it yet, but its a lot like human checkers. its gonna be played in a huge field with two scale-able walls on either side. the middle is a giant mud pit, and the object is to immobilize your opponent in the mud before he climbs up your wall and gets "kinged" what happens when he gets kinged, you ask?



He gets a BIG FUCKING KNIFE, ASSHOLE! THATS WHAT!
but at the top of the wall, the defending team can throw said player off the top, presumably to his death.
If player survives being kinged, he runs back into the field and is allowed to neutralize opponents with BF'n Knife, vato-style. the team that has the most players that can remove themselves from the field on their own power wins....i dunno, a palm pilot. but they all have to share.
at least until the league starts to take off, and we can afford better prizes.