slowly walk out while tapping fingers together in a cartoon-esk manor then realize I had stepped on a stick which made it snap inhalf revealing my location and back out the door while tripping into a bucket and falling out the room on my chin, Obviously!!

I just use a life jacket, i just float out into the distant lake for all eternity.

I misred it as "popcorn".. now I want some.

Someone find hole, Someone become hole.

The cycle will repeat.

Crawl into the holes, become the holes. You are no longer Marcus, You are hole.