Snake and the Fan
"Hello"
"Umm...hi."
"I see you're waiting for the bus."
"It appers so."
"My friend and I were wondering, are you Solid Snake?"
"...Yes."
"Ha. I knew it. He just thought it was a pile of rags but I told him it was you."
"Well you found me."
"Can I have an autograph."
"Uhh..no."
"Why not?"
"I don't have a pen."
"What's that in your hand."
"...A pen."
"Well then give me an autograph."
"I don't have any paper."
"Isn't that a pack of papers in that bag."
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"It's a...a gun."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"How come it says 100 sheets of paper on it."
"That's because you're reading it upside down. If I showed it to you normally, it'd say gun."
"Oh."
"Well, I'm just going to stand behind that tree over there."
"Can I come."
"No. It's a small tree."
"Can I watch you?"
"Ummm...you know what, I think I'll walk instead of take the bus."
"Where do you have to go?"
"Airport."
"That's fifteen miles away from here."
"Yeah, I think I could use the fresh air. The bus probaly won't even be here for awhile."
"It's right there."
"No, that's just a rock."
"It says Transit Bus right on it. And it has wheels. And it looks like a bus."
"Trust me, it's a rock."
"Then why does it say Bus on it?"
"That's because it's upside down. It would say rock if you were on the either side of the street."
"Alright. I'll walk across the street.....Hey, it still says Bus on this side...Hey Snake, where are you running off to....Ha, so you want to play a game of tag."
"Could you let go of me, we're not playing tag."
"Then why were you running."
"There was a terroist over there."
"You mean that old guy."
"Yeah. I was going to stop him from planting that bomb."
"Uhh...he's just walking that dog."
"That's what he wants you to think. That's a bomb dog."
"That bastard."
"Yeah, why don't you go tackle him while I run away...to get help."
"I don't know. Seems kind of dangerous."
"Then why don't you ask him is he's a terroist. If he shoots you, then he is. If he doesn't, I'll run away and get help."
"That doesn't make any sense."
"Do you want to be a hero like me? Do it."
"Okay....Hey, you're not supposed to run yet."
"Oh...just practicing."
"Ok....execuse me sir...are you a terroist."
Bang
"Wow....I guess he was a terroist."
"Hello"
"Umm...hi."
"I see you're waiting for the bus."
"It appers so."
"My friend and I were wondering, are you Solid Snake?"
"...Yes."
"Ha. I knew it. He just thought it was a pile of rags but I told him it was you."
"Well you found me."
"Can I have an autograph."
"Uhh..no."
"Why not?"
"I don't have a pen."
"What's that in your hand."
"...A pen."
"Well then give me an autograph."
"I don't have any paper."
"Isn't that a pack of papers in that bag."
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"It's a...a gun."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
"How come it says 100 sheets of paper on it."
"That's because you're reading it upside down. If I showed it to you normally, it'd say gun."
"Oh."
"Well, I'm just going to stand behind that tree over there."
"Can I come."
"No. It's a small tree."
"Can I watch you?"
"Ummm...you know what, I think I'll walk instead of take the bus."
"Where do you have to go?"
"Airport."
"That's fifteen miles away from here."
"Yeah, I think I could use the fresh air. The bus probaly won't even be here for awhile."
"It's right there."
"No, that's just a rock."
"It says Transit Bus right on it. And it has wheels. And it looks like a bus."
"Trust me, it's a rock."
"Then why does it say Bus on it?"
"That's because it's upside down. It would say rock if you were on the either side of the street."
"Alright. I'll walk across the street.....Hey, it still says Bus on this side...Hey Snake, where are you running off to....Ha, so you want to play a game of tag."
"Could you let go of me, we're not playing tag."
"Then why were you running."
"There was a terroist over there."
"You mean that old guy."
"Yeah. I was going to stop him from planting that bomb."
"Uhh...he's just walking that dog."
"That's what he wants you to think. That's a bomb dog."
"That bastard."
"Yeah, why don't you go tackle him while I run away...to get help."
"I don't know. Seems kind of dangerous."
"Then why don't you ask him is he's a terroist. If he shoots you, then he is. If he doesn't, I'll run away and get help."
"That doesn't make any sense."
"Do you want to be a hero like me? Do it."
"Okay....Hey, you're not supposed to run yet."
"Oh...just practicing."
"Ok....execuse me sir...are you a terroist."
Bang
"Wow....I guess he was a terroist."