Do you find yourself lacking in...
Old Glowy Eyes is back in the Nexus with a surprisingly large smile on his face. Or grin. You'd be right either way.
"Have you ever done anything stupid? Of course you have. If you haven't, you're lying. Now, I don't know about you, but those stupid things usually involve you or someone else mentioning that it could have been avoided by that age old unattainable thing, common sense. Some people have lots of it. Some people barely know the word. For the most part, common sense, as they say, isn't." Dramatic pause for effect!
"Until now."
He snapped his fingers as a portal appeared on the ground behind him. Several large display coolers appeared behind him, all stocked to the brim with half-liter bottles.
"That's right, I have here nothing less than bottled common sense. Can't stop doing stupid things? Want to play it safe? No matter what your reasons, you can buy it here for no less than a whole three dollars! All legal currencies are accepted, no need to worry! And best of all, it's not only affordable and useful, but it tastes great. Take a look through the coolers and you're almost guaranteed to find a flavor you like! So! Anyone want some?"
And, of course, the fine print. Which was said in a decidedly fast tone at a very low volume, almost as if he was muttering to himself. "Offer not valid in France, Canada, the United States, Japan, Texas, Mexico, or any nation colored pink on your nearest globe model. Product sold as is, all sales are final, no refunds or returns."
((There's a 40% chance that you actually will get what is advertised; the 60% chance would be the opposite effect of the complete lack of common sense. When a bottle is purchased, I'll inform you which one you got.))
"Have you ever done anything stupid? Of course you have. If you haven't, you're lying. Now, I don't know about you, but those stupid things usually involve you or someone else mentioning that it could have been avoided by that age old unattainable thing, common sense. Some people have lots of it. Some people barely know the word. For the most part, common sense, as they say, isn't." Dramatic pause for effect!
"Until now."
He snapped his fingers as a portal appeared on the ground behind him. Several large display coolers appeared behind him, all stocked to the brim with half-liter bottles.
"That's right, I have here nothing less than bottled common sense. Can't stop doing stupid things? Want to play it safe? No matter what your reasons, you can buy it here for no less than a whole three dollars! All legal currencies are accepted, no need to worry! And best of all, it's not only affordable and useful, but it tastes great. Take a look through the coolers and you're almost guaranteed to find a flavor you like! So! Anyone want some?"
And, of course, the fine print. Which was said in a decidedly fast tone at a very low volume, almost as if he was muttering to himself. "Offer not valid in France, Canada, the United States, Japan, Texas, Mexico, or any nation colored pink on your nearest globe model. Product sold as is, all sales are final, no refunds or returns."
((There's a 40% chance that you actually will get what is advertised; the 60% chance would be the opposite effect of the complete lack of common sense. When a bottle is purchased, I'll inform you which one you got.))