Imagine when you'll have to go for a dump. That's the whole space suit, undies you'll have to take off. And next, you'll have to open the closets lid, then "push in da hole" (like mining: too much pressure and it's the seizure, careful commando!) and "toilet paper rubbing" minigames (to few sheets and maybe the next quest giver won't want to talk to you and your good for a bacterial infection out in the black later, too much and your fragile fidelicious interstellar orifice could get a rash and nerf your piloting skills once back in your pilot seat), then press the flush button, then wash your hands, then put back your undies and spacesuit...
And now I got the frightening vision of the apocalyptical reunion of Chris Almighty's Fidelity and David Cageagoogoo's Emotions
And now I got the frightening vision of the apocalyptical reunion of Chris Almighty's Fidelity and David Cageagoogoo's Emotions
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