Analysis of Keep your arms inside the ride

Welcome, to the jungle. I don’t know, nor care, what you have heard about our little jungle we have here, so allow me to give a brief introduction.

There will be no fun and games like some of the rumors have reported. This is some serious shit we’ve got going on here. There is drink, and snort, and loose women, “Oh my!” But, contrary to popular belief, these do not fall under the classification of “fun and games” in the classical sense.

It’s a place where the prosaic can take one, seemingly innocent, wrong turn into the profane; losing itself in the labyrinthe-like rows of trees and other mysterious looking flora that give the illusion of having somewhere to hide.

All you can do is run, so please, take a moment, tie your shoes, we wouldn’t want you to trip on the bodies. Our janitor is on vacation until next week, help us by doing your part and above all, “Bless this mess.”