You're stuck in a room with no windows and no doors...

...and all you have with you is a can of Vienna sausages (plain, pull tab lid), a VHS cassette of Pootie Tang and Kid Rock, who appears to be drinking his own pee. How do you get out?

death is better than the music selection and the food is begging for a suicide.

stupid villagers.

I always keep one on hand just in case.

My dad is an Eagle Scout; I dropped out before WEBELO because I didn't like the sound of it. ;-)

"Now listen up guys, because what I tell you know could someday save your life. This is a dangerous world we live in, and there may come a time when you discover you are trapped in a room with no windows and no doors. In this case it is CRITICAL that you always, ALWAYS keep a plasma grenade with you no matter where you go. Make sure it's not a fragmentation grenade, because those will spray shrapnel everywhere. It HAS to be a plasma grenade."

Words to live by...

pull tab of the Vienna sausages, shove the can up Kid Rock's butt, then throw Kid Rock over the wall. No ceiling, right?

Climb your way to freedom!

Only if you're white and male.

Or are we getting into another argument of semantics and connotations?

Just no walls yet.

I'd still say it has rooms, despite not having walls.

rooms...

There are places where rooms will be.

Hey, I said a room doesn't have to have a ceiling. So ding me on that one.

I would say that, because there is an enclosure of sorts (despite being made of just planks of wood) in what is clearly recognized as a "house," there is a "room." You, observing that there are no walls and thus there is no actual enclosement of space, declare that there is not yet a room, but merely the marked intent of future room-ness.

We cannot further proceed :P

But even if it was a house, that doesn't mean it has to have rooms. In the situation you're speaking of, for example- if that structure was a house, but had no walls.

I say we start a poll. We NEED a consensus on this! :hide:



Don't worry. I'm the "village" guy. ;)

I. WOULD. BE. FREAKING. OUT.

Claustrophobia....:scared:

because of course you never go caving alone. Maybe we would have used the tape to leave a trail back to the entrance. Yes I have eaten Vienna Sausages underground although I prefer canned chicken, heated on Sterno tabs and with a side of canned fruit and some canned pudding for dessert.



I spent the weekend with old cavers so this was just obvious to me.

...to put it out of its--and your--misery. Then smash the tape. Props to Pootie Tang and all, but some sacrifices must be made. Because you've watched Kid Rock, you must then crush your own skull with the can.

It's the only way to be sure. There might be Kid Rock sex footage, for all you know.

First, if I have a can of plain Vienna sausages, it certainly isn't because I intend to eat them. And if I've got a VHS copy of Pootie Tang, it must've been given to me by someone who doesn't know I no longer have a VCR which, given that he is the only other person there, must have been Kid Rock. But since he is now drinking his own pee, he's got to be wasted (who gives someone a copy of Pootie Tang and starts drinking their own pee?) or completely insane. So, using a series of directed suggestions, I would use Kid Rock's irrational beliefs to alter and affect probability, and thus reality, on a quantum level until not only a door appears, but a number of bizarre and seemingly-coincidental causative chains of events manifested in simultaneous explosive diarrhea from everyone responsible for the current administration.

I only hope it'd be big enough.

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