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It's the fifth one in what now seems to be a "Quintilogy"..?
? I think you've waited long enough.
Dave - www.fat-pie.com
This will always be...
My favorite episode of Salad Fingers.
I love your twisted mind, and sick idea's, they amaze me so.
How stupid must I have been to give you 5/10 and 6/10 on the previous episodes!
Well anyway. this one is quite odd, my friends thought the girl was very pretty :) but what song exactly is always played in the beginning?
Paranoia in House #22
I haven't read all of these 1800 some-odd reviews, so I don't know if this has been covered, but...
Mr. Fingers is clearly paranoid, and lives in his own little world. He freaks out when the girl talks to him...because the girl isn't really there. She's a construct of his id/ego/sub/superconscious mind, and when she interrupts the "order" of his odd little fantasies, it "wakes him up", and that's why we see him huddled in the corner looking about, as if someone just scared the bejeezus out of him.
Anyway, none of the things that happen to him actually happen...unless they happen in house number 22. That setting is the only "real" place in the whole series.
That's my hypothesis, anyway. I love this series...I think it's the best portrayal of the disturbed mind that I've ever witnessed.
Great work, Mr. Firth...
This totally creeped me out! I LOVE IT!
You cant just leave it like that...
If you're going to add a plot twist like that at the end like that, you're going to leave all your fans in suspense and they will be very angry if you dont make another! Now i must return to my corner and wait patiently for the next one...
I'll be here...
An infernal battle between gold and acid.
Are you feeling it now, Mr. Krabs?
Too much coffee for Pencilmate...!
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