You are likely to be eaten by a grue

You read a pamphlet from a mailbox that urges low cunning, offers cursor and prompt: type >run and you’re running, and parses what you tell it, pronouns intact, abbreviations if you need ‘em (better keep it gramat.). Better punctuate your sentences and never redact the name of anything ambiguous. You’re about to get asked, do you mean the red one, the round one, the crooked, or the blue? Better keep that in your pocket, don’t know yet what it could do. Could be the spray for the grue; you’re gonna need it if it is — a situation that reloads, restarts, or quits.

You are likely to be eaten by a grue. If this predicament seems particularly cruel, consider whose fault it could be: not a torch or a match in your inventory.

MC Frontalot = awesomeness