Quoted By:
"Straight to the point, as expected from a goblin gentleman. Following the events in the United States, there's been a noticeable rise of antisemitism on the more vulgar spheres of the Internet. History repeats itself, and my people are blamed for all the ills of the world. My job for you is very simple. You're to terminate the most virulent bloggers, the thinkers who are leading a revolution against us. If you could do that, that would be a tremedous relief for my kin and myself. If you're up to the job, I'll give you a list. I'll pay you 10k in cash for each head, and more if you get their password and write articles under their name. How does that sound, Mr. Goblin?"
Choose your answer:
>"Me no like yo face. Go fukk yourself wiz yo silver spoon deep in yo chocolate cavern."[/blue]
>"10k? Oh my triple Allah, dis a lot, man. Gimme da list, me will take da job."
>"Gimme 20k fo' each head, or me give a new paint job to dat fancy desk with yo splatter brainz." [Intimidate]
>Write-in
The weather is warm, and the moon is full. You've bought a pack of 6 Tiger Radler Lemon, a local beer. The Alcohol content is only 2%, but with your small weight, this is enough to get you drunk. You drink until it's dark and there's no one around anymore, then pass out on a bench.
When you wake up, it's morning already. You steal a <span class="mu-i">foodpanda</span> meal for breakfast, and enter Mom's Love, a woman's clothing store. Your morning erection hasn't left, so you browse the store until you find a fertile woman with heavy mommy milkers. Confident in your <span class="mu-i">Fast Talk</span> abilities to help you out of any situation, you pull the woman's skirt down. If you can get a good sniff from her muff, you'll know if you're sexually compatible. Unfortunately, the woman is not very receptive -- nor very compatible -- and slaps you loudly you on the face. Now, you bear the dark blue mark of her palm on your left cheek. It's probably best to avoid the neighbor hood for a while.
You take a 10 minutes walk to the southwest, and arrive in front of the SGX Center, in Shelton Way. You feel the twin towers are mocking you with their intactness. They are Harut and Marut, the two towers of Babil who defied Allah in the story of Sura 2:102. What would the martyr Osama bin Laden have thought of this place if, by good fortune, he were still alive? You enter the left tower and arrive in a glass-curtained lobby. This is the the Stock Exchange of Singapore, where you can invest your hard-earned money and make it fructify. Stock trading is halal, as long as the underlying company is halal.
