The Revenge of Inishmore! [Concluded]

[Scienter]

TinCow was sitting in his favourite chair, drinking his favourite wine. After a long hard day of discussion, it was nice to relax.

He sighed contently but fell out of his chair when he heard a voice.

"And how do you feel about that?"

No...no...it couldn't be...he made sure they couldn't get in! Please, he begged, let it be anything but a shrink!

A man walked into the living room holding a notepad and looking around. "TinCow my friend, how does this all make you feel?"

TinCow couldn't take it anymore, he took out his hidden revovler and shot himself.

Ok, so TinCow was a Scientologist? Does that mean he can recruit people and then take all their money?

[pevergreen]

Ok, so TinCow was a Scientologist?

I'm so sorry, but I could never put a role in this game made of so much evil. It would just be imbalanced.

[Greyblades]