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| Hey! Where am I? Last thing I remember is stealing stuff off of some broad's porch in Ohio, and now I'm in this weird place. | |
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| Well, Simon, the thing is you died on that porch. Lara7 caught you stealing her lawn ornaments and had you killed. | |
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| But where is this place? I've just spent the last hour being repeatedly run over by a car covered in 5 1/4 inch floppy disks. | |
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| And all the while, Bootsy Collins and George Clinton have been poking me with sticks and laughing. What's going on? | |
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| I'm sorry Simon, but you're in Art Car Funk Hell. | |
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