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"Some men hunt for sport, others hunt for food,
but the only thing I'm hunting for...
Is an outfit that looks good"


"See... my... vest, see my vest,
It's made from real gorilla chest,
Feel this sweater, there's no better,
Than authentic Irish setter,
See my hat, 'twas my cat,
My evening-wear, vampire bat,
These white slippers are albino
African endangered rhino
Grizzly bear underwear!
Turtles' necks I've got my share,
Beret of poodle on my noodle, it shall rest!
Like my red robin suit? It comes one breast or two!
See my vest, see my vest, see my vest!"


"Like, my loafers? Former gophers,
It was that or skin my chaufers,
But a greyhound-fur tuxedo would be best!
So let's prepare these dogs"
"Kill two for matching clogs"
"See my vest...
See my vest...
Oh please, won't you see my vest?!"


Unfortunately, taking off your vest is often considered rather indecent. You are banished to Monster Island! Don't worry, it's just a name.

A monster eats you.

You feel so powerful after picking up that mysterious phone booth and the bottom of the aisle with it. The woman loves you now, your wallet is suddenly filled with cash, and your acne has cleared up forever!

That's right:

*** You have won ***








































Oh no! It turns out that was just some aliens playing a trick on you from their flying saucer!

Whilst your rosy sense of achievement has distracted you, they have taken the opportunity to quickly suck out your gastric juices with a telescopic bendy straw! In other words, you just lost The Game.

Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.

A shiny metal phone booth sits in the center of the aisle.


Your move:

*Secret option!
Super-secret option!
Double super-secret option!