UnGames:HyperSquare
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The color of the walls are a raping mauve. Once in this room you notice tequilla stains on the walls, and the same four doors; one behind you, to left, right and one in front of you. You may chose one door and leave through it.
Also, you notice the XTREME stench of a Giggurath. This room is downright lit. This fat room is cluttered with all kinds of junk. You see a picture of <insert name here>, a painting of what looks like Moscow, and pot-au-feu that was half eaten by a Sidland hexen.
You see one mandrill perched in the meditating Pastafarian chandelier, and you wonder how the Beats me it got up there.
The hare that was sitting still in a corner just went through the small hole in the wall. I'd just like to interject for a moment. What you're referring to as Linux, is in fact, GNU/Linux, or as I've recently taken to calling it, GNU plus Linux. Linux is not an operating system unto itself, but rather another free component of a fully functioning GNU system made useful by the GNU corelibs, shell utilities and vital system components comprising a full OS as defined by POSIX.
Many computer users run a modified version of the GNU system every day, without realizing it. Through a peculiar turn of events, the version of GNU which is widely used today is often called "Linux", and many of its users are not aware that it is basically the GNU system, developed by the GNU Project.
There really is a Linux, and these people are using it, but it is just a part of the system they use. Linux is the kernel: the program in the system that allocates the machine's resources to the other programs that you run. The kernel is an essential part of an operating system, but useless by itself; it can only function in the context of a complete operating system. Linux is normally used in combination with the GNU operating system: the whole system is basically GNU with Linux added, or GNU/Linux. All the so-called "Linux" distributions are really distributions of GNU/Linux. , that was close that could have been a Tonberry.
You also notice orangutan claw marks on the floor and on one of the walls. In one corner, you see a pile of rotten cheese.
On one of the walls, you see spray painted, "This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face. What is it?"...and you think to yourself what Paul Hindemith fan wrote that?
Yikes, that Hattifattener would have eaten you, had it not been already chasing that whale. You watch sadistically as both depart sadistically through a small crack in the floor.
Of course, quit playing with that on the ball custard. It probably belongs to Donald Trump. Pick a door and let's go already.
