In the sockets of my eyes
A playground of illusion
No one plays until they die
Abner: Yes, they had axes.
Ferretina: Whoops! Silly me, I forgot to turn the lightning generators on!
Othar: Er, not a whole lot more, I'll admit...
Mook 1: Are you trying to frighten us?
Zola: Yes! This place is dangerous, twisted, and worst of all—
Mook 2: Hey, a gold piece! Aaaaaaaa.....
Zola: It likes to think it has a sense of humor.
Mowed down by cars.
Mowed down by motorcycles.
Mowed down by invisible skeletons.
Mowed down by bodybuilders.
Mowed down by frisbees thrown by steroidal transsexuals.
Interestingly, none of these things kill you. You take a stumble and get back on the board. What does kill you?
Killer bees that are released if you take too long.
Scott: Look out for that dog. It'll kill you.
Missy: Is there anything in this game that can't kill you?
Scott: Not that I've found. Look out for that shrub.
Oh my god, look out for the jellyfish, they're gonna kill you
Oh my god, the rocks a-falling, they're gonna kill you
Hey look out, you're almost out of oxygen, it's gonna kill you
Oh my god, I can't believe that that could kill you
Oh my god, I can't touch a bubble, that'll kill you
And these cats will kick your fuckin' ass, I swear to God. These things have a 30 ft horizontal leap and they go right for your balls, man...Check this out: Sherwood Forest, it fuckin' CRAWLS. Look at these monsters comin' out of the woodworks to beat my ass. There's little rats, and then there's big rats, and then there's bears and wild boars — everything in Sherwood Forest wants to take A BIG OL' PIECE OF YOUR ASS.
Tristan: M. Night Shyamalan was right!