God_is_great wrote:Yeah. Look at me! God spoke to me in a vaguely blurred hallucination and told me to see a shrink to get over my bizzar mental illnesses. Ever since i have been living in a mansion in France (Which i just found). You have to walk down an alley and past all these bums and lo and behold, there was a mansion made of cardboard, soaking wet and full of newspapers. I call it box manor.
I guess that cardboard box came with a computer, or the people from the cardboard box library must have let you in.