(set: $anger =+ 50)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["WHY DID YOU DO THAT, SUZY?"]
(textcolor:green)["Well...WHY ARE YOU IN MY WAY? I WAS HERE FIRST!"]
She stomps her foot hard on the ground. Her sparkly earrings jiggle slightly, blinding my eyes from the reflection of the lights. I can feel my body start to shake.
What should I do?
[[Punch her in the throat]]
[[Tell her the truth]]
{
(track: 'yellather', 'play')
}(set: $anger =+ 25)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I couldn't stop myself from glaring, and she didn't wait to attack.
(textcolor:green)["Oops! Sorry...Mole Rat."]
So she thinks shes funny, huh. I have a mole on my neck and this is her joke about it. Hilarious.
What should I do?
[[Make a comback]]
[[Tell her the truth]]
{
(track: 'OhNo', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 25)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 15)
(textcolor:blue)["YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"]
I throw a strong lefty but completly miss her throat, striking her in the ear. The sparkly earring that pissed me off goes flying across the room. Blood is dripping onto her hidious white sweater, and I am quite pleased with the outcome.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Give her the finger]]
[[Apologize]]
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{
(track: 'Punchinthroat', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger - 5)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 12)
(textcolor:blue)["You knocked over my tower! That was on purpose!"]
Suzy shrugs her sholders while holding back her smerk.
(textcolor:green)["No, I did not. YOU did!"]
Wow, a liar. I hate you.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Give her the finger]]
[[Go to the teacher]]
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{
(track: 'Tellthetruth', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 15)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 17)
(textcolor:blue)["Whatever, Butt Cheek."]
Suzy has a dimple on her cheek the size of a rasin. It looks like a poop hole. Maybe because she is a poop hole.
Suzy flips out and at the top of her lungs, she screams:
(textcolor:green)["WHATEVER, MOLE RAT! AT LEAST I HAVE NICE HAIR!"]
Now, I'm furious.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Go to the teacher]]
[[Beat the shit out of her]]
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{
(track: 'Makecomback', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 20)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I stick up not one, but TWO middle fingers. I wave them around in the air to make sure she sees both of them clearly.
Suzy is pissed at this point. The other kids are staring at her now. She clenches her fist and dashes towards the potty room. I like the way she runs away from me.
The teacher sees shes distressed and follows her into the room. She talks to Suzy for a while before she approches me.
I was put in time out for 10 minutes and enjoyed every minute of it reminiscing.
Take that you prick.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'finger', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger - 5)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I take a long, DEEP, breath and walk directly towards the teacher. I'm going to snitch on this son of a prick.
Pulling out my best, painfully sad expression, I tell the teacher Suzy tried to kill me. The blocks she kicked bruised my insides and it hurts so much that I can't sit down. Oh, and don't forget about my secret move... the fake tears.
The teacher storms over to Suzy and lectures her about the pain she has caused me. I get to watch in amusement.
You go sit in that corner, Brat. Can't wait for tomorrow to come.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'teacher', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger - 30)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
Even though I wish she would bleed out and become unconscious, I feel a tab bit guilty for missing her throat.
(textcolor:blue)["Sorry, Suzy. Here, this will help."]
I hand her a tissue in my pocket. I happened to blow my nose in it earlier but its not like she can't tell. She snatches the tissue from my hand and places it on her lobe. I hope my boogers infect her.
(textcolor:green)["Get away from me, freak."]
She walks away histerically crying to the teacher about how I ripped out her earring. I was put in the time out chair for 15 minutes, forced to stare at a wall.
You better nap with one eye open, Suzy.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'sorry', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 60)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["WHAT THE HELL, SUZY!"]
I leap over the pile of blocks straight at her chest and tackle her to the ground. Grabing her by the scalp, I smash her head into the wooden floor, repeatedly, without stopping. The teachers run over and try to pull me off but I grasp her hair and drag her along the floor. At this point, Suzy is moaning and crying telling me to let go. I jerk her head back and scratch her face with my long finger nails. That's what you get, ass cheek.
The teacher puts me in time out for 20 minutes. You stare at a wall planning the next 9 months.
Get ready, Suzy. Preschool is going to be GREAT.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'beather', 'play')
}(set: $anger to 0)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I was sitting by the cubbies, building a tower for Captain Wiggle Fitzgiggle to protect his ships from being invaded by Mr. Crabby's army. I can see someone wearing sparkly earrings walking towards me.
I turn to look up and without hesitation, Suzy soccer kicks my blocks right into my stomach. I gasp for air in shock.
What should I do?
[[Yell at her]]
[[Don't say anything]]
{
(track: 'blocks', 'play')
}My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I walk over to the doll house and see George and Margaret Roberts lying on the couch in the living room. Barbie Roberts looks like she is up in her bedroom puting on makeup in her vanity mirror.
I think Barbie should be practicing the guitar right now. She needs to prepare for the big concert tonight!
I see the guitar in the garage. I reach my hand out to grab it, but suddenly, Jonah snatches the guitar right from under my palm. He looks me straight in the eyes and doesn't say a word.
What should I do?
[[Ask him for the guitar]]
[[Snatch it out of his hand]]
{
(track: 'doll', 'play')
}My anger level is at (text-colour:red)[$anger]
The kitchen had everything I needed for the baking competition. Mixer. Check. Spatulas. Check. Apron. Check. I had my mother's secret recipe that I've been saving for this day. I want to win first prize so I can open up my own bakery back home...'For Goodness Bake' it would be called.
Patricia. She wanted to name the bakery 'Patty's Pastries'. She didn't even enter into the competition.
She says that she was INVITED into it by the judges.
Who would even invite a novice?
What should I do?
[[Kick her out]]
[[Challenge her]]
{
(track: 'kitchen', 'play')
}[<h1>Preschool</h1>]
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
It's my first day of school on a rainy Monday. I am an only child, so I have never experienced being around kids the same age as me. They're kind of annoying.
(text-colour: blue)[I must keep my anger level down. I promised my mother I would control myself.]
The bell rang to signal playtime for the next hour. I have been looking forward to this all day. I just want to spend some time with my own imagination.
What should I do?
[[Blocks]]
[[Doll House]]
[[Kitchen]]
{
(track: 'SchoolBell', 'play')
}(set: $anger =+ 5)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I ask him for the guitar as politely as I could...
(textcolor:blue)["I want that guitar. Can I have it?"]
Jonah shakes his head 'no'. He looks at the guitar in silence.
What should I do?
[[Snatch it out of his hand]]
[[Make a trade]]
{
(track: 'please', 'play')
}(set: $anger =+ 20)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I snatch the guitar out of his hand, grab Barbie, and begin to practice the second verse of 'Barbie girl'. I will just act like he's not there and maybe he will disappear...
He did not disappear. He began to cry. PROFUSELY cry.
Ugh, this is why I said these kids are annoying!
What should I do?
[[Slap him]]
[[Shhh him]]
{
(track: 'crying', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 15)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 20)
I see the drum set in the dinning room. I pick it up and hold it in front of Jonah.
He lifted his other hand, hesitantly. Slowly, he started to reach for the drums. At this point, I was ready to take the guitar and run away.
He almost took the drums but at the last second, he retreated backwards and hugged the guitar.
Like, what in the actual fuck was that.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Jump him]]
[[Kick the doll house]]
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{
(track: 'trade', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 50)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
WHAM!
I slap him, hard, across the face.
(textcolor:blue)["MY GOD! PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER!"] (Edna Mode voice)
He froze for three seconds, sniffled, wiped his nose on his sleeve, and gave me a VERY serious look.
What is this? You looking to fight, punk? HUH!?
What should I do?
[[Jump him]]
[[Question him]]
{
(track: 'slap', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 10)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 10)
I take my finger and place it over his mouth.
(textcolor:blue)["SHHHHHHH! Stop crying. Crying is stupid."]
Jonah's eyes get wide. He leans back, trying to avoid my finger.
That hit a nerve.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Shh him again]]
[[Curse]]
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(if: $seconds is <= 0)[(go-to:"GameOver")]
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{
(track: 'shh', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 25)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
SLAM!
(textcolor:blue)["YOU WHINING LITTLE WIMP!"]
I tackle Jonah to the ground. Using all my body weight to hold him down, I take my right arm and pin him by the neck. My pointer finger flings into his nose as I curl it inside. Jonah is screaming while I continue to scratch the inside of his nostral. Maybe if I reach further up I can get to his brain.
I rip the guitar out of his hand and place it in my back pocket. The teacher rushes over and grabs me from behind, lifting me up into the air. I completely go limp, pretending like none of this ever happened...
But it did. Now I have time out for 30 minutes.
Eat turds, Jonah.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'jump', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger - 35)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 12)
(textcolor:blue)["Why do you even want the guitar? I need it for Barbie's concert tonight, so give it to me."]
Jonah bows his head low...(textcolor:yellow)["But...I...need it...too."]
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Give him the guitar]]
[[Suggest to play together]]
{
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(if: $seconds is <= 0)[(go-to:"GameOver")]
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{
(track: 'question', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 15)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I give him the guitar back.
He seemed like he was expecting me to give it back to him. Like he knew I would give it back to him...
I ripped it out of his hand and ran for the door. I was looking back at Jonah when I bumped right into the teacher's hip.
The teacher collapsed in pain. Before I could say anything, she told me to go into time out for 15 minutes.
This is all your fault, Jonah!
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'ow', 'play')
}My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[0]
(textcolor:blue)["Fine. Help me get Barbie ready for her show."]
Jonah had the biggest smile on his face. He took Barbie and placed the guitar in her hands. Then, he handed her over to me while he searched for a costume for her performance.
I placed her in her bedroom and began to prepare her songs and decorations for the venue.
Barbie had the greatest concert ever performed.
I guess it's not to bad to play together.... if it goes my way.
###YOU WIN!!!!!
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'win', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 40)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I kick the doll house in frustration. I guess I didn't know the extent of my strength because now there is a giant hole through the living room wall...and George's leg also snapped in half.
Jonah jumps up and runs over to the teacher. I can see him pointing across the room right at me with those beady little eyes piercing my soul.
The teacher walks over forces me into time out. I was staring at a wall for 15 minutes.
Snitches ALWAYS get stitches, Jonah.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'kick', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 30)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["SHHHHHHHHH!"]
I push both my hands over his mouth. The momentum causes Jonah to fall on his side. I could hear a loud 'thunk' noise coming from the back of his head.
Now hes screaming at the top of his lungs. The teacher heard his head slam against the ground and yells, (textcolor:grey)["What was that?"]
I didn't say anything.
Jonah tells the teacher that I pushed him.
Time out for 15 minutes. 15 LONG minutes.
Next time, I'll show you what a REAL push feels like, Jonah.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'shhagain', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 65)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["JUST GIVE ME THE FUCKING GUITAR, JONAH!!! I don't get why you want the damn thing anyway! I was playing here first! HAND IT OVER, JACKASS!"]
Jonah does not like to be yelled at. So Jonah... peed his pants.
I MADE HIM PEE HIS PANTS. I am deeply impressed with my authority.
Well, Jonah peed his pants, cried even louder than before, and yelled for the teacher.
The teacher came over and saw the pile of piss. She started asking questions right away. And of course, Jonah blames it all on me.
I was put in time out for 10 minutes.
The next time you rat me out Jonah, i'll make sure you shit your pants.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'curse', 'play')
}Your anger level is at (textcolor:red)[100]
Something snapped in my head and I went...
(text-style: "rumble")+(textcolor:red)[BERSERK]
I attacked everything in site. Like a psychotic baby.
(text-style:"blink")[YOU LOSE, BADLY.]
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'Gameover', 'play')
}(set: $anger =+ 25)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["I challenge you to a duel! Whoever makes the best fruit pie wins!"]
Patricia laughed with confidence.
(textcolor:purple)["Your on!"]
We asked the kid with the circle glasses to start the countdown.
(textcolor:orange)["Ready, set, GO!"]
Patricia and I leap into action. I grab the biggest bowl from the cabinet while Patricia is grabs her ingredients. I was looking all over for the honey, but when I found it behind the faucet, there was a sticker over top of it that said 'Poop'.
Who the hell messed with MY honey?
What should I do?
[[Rip the sticker off]]
[[Pour it in Patricia's bowl]]
{
(track: 'challenge', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 30)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 30)
I rip the sticker off of the honey. The glue residue covers half of the bottle so that it only says "hon", but everyone knows 'hon' is short for 'honey' so it didn't matter.
I begin to finish my pecan and peaches pie. This is my grandpa Steven's special summer recipe. I'm positive it will win.
I put the pie in the oven and walk away to do some dishes. After I finish cleaning up, I go back to check on the progress...
My pie is out of the oven and on the counter.
PATRICIA TOOK MY PIE OUT THE OVEN TO COOK HER DAMN PIE!
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Throw it at her]]
[[Take her pie out]]
{
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(if: $seconds is <= 0)[(go-to:"GameOver")]
(replace: ?amount)[$seconds]
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{
(track: 'ripoff', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 10)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 25)
I take the 'Poop' and pour it into Patricia's bowl as she is mixing her last ingredients.
(textcolor:purple)["What did you just put into my pie?"]
(textcolor:blue)["A special ingredient, Pat"]
She looks over and sees the 'Poop' label.
(textcolor:purple)["Thats disgusting!"]
I honestly thought she was the one that put it there, but maybe it was glasses boy.
(textcolor:purple)["You ruined my pie!"]
(textcolor:blue)["Your pie was going to lose, Pat. I've been practicing everyday for this competition."]
Patricia was boiling. She walks over to my ingredients and pours a cup of pepper right into the my mixing bowl.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Knock over her bowl]]
[[Strangle her]]
{
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(if: $seconds is <= 0)[(go-to:"GameOver")]
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{
(track: 'pour', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 25)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["TAKE THAT, PAT!"]
I grab my unbaked pie from the counter top and throw it at Patricia's face.
The reality kicked in after I heard a loud 'clank'. There isn't actually a pie in the pan, just a hard fake plastic pan that I chucked right into Patricia's nose.
Her nose began to bleed, and a huge bruise swelled up right between her eyes.
At this point, it was bleeding so much that she couldn't breathe.
The teacher could hear her loud coughs. Once she saw the horror scene of Patricia's face, she ran to her rescue with a box of tissues.
(textcolor:grey)["What happened?"], the teacher asked. Unable to speak, Patricia points towards my direction. Unable to defend myself, I walk right over to the time out chair, no questions asked.
I was there for 20 minutes.
I should have just kicked her out of the competition.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'throw', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 30)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I swing open the oven and grab her pie off of the rack. I throw her pie onto the stove, grab mine, and throw it back into the oven. Patricia grabs my wrist as I try to close the oven.
(textcolor:blue)["Get your hands off of me, Pat!"]
(textcolor:purple)["Don't call me Pat, it's PATTY!"]
(textcolor:blue)["WHATEVER, PAT!"]
We both struggle to get our pies in the oven. Patricia has my wrist and I have a hold on her pie. We wrestle back and forth until I am able to release her grip. I pivit my hips and with all my power, I slam the oven door shut.
When Patricia let go of my wrist, she put her hand out to stop the oven from closing. Bad idea. Her fingers jam into the oven right as I slam the door.
She drops to her knees and yells,(textcolor:purple)["YOU PSYCO!!!"] Her limp hand is swinging in pain.
The teacher sees it all go down.
I got 10 mintutes in time out.
Well, guess you can't make anymore pastries, Pat.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'ovenslam', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 45)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
WHACK!
I slap her bowl off the table. Patricia gasps with her mouth wide open.
(textcolor:purple)["YOUR GONNA PAY FOR THAT!"]
(textcolor:blue)["COME AT ME, RATTY PATTY!"]
Patricia leaps on top of the stove and jumps knee first at my shoulders. I dodge and weave and she misses me completely.
As she lands, I swing my right elbow into the middle of her back. She jults forward and lands on her hands, only to turn around and kick me in the shin.
I fall to the ground but latch onto her leg as she tries to crawl away. She's kicking me and I'm punching her.
The teacher hears the commotion and runs over to break us up. Both Patricia and I kept swinging until the other students got involved to hold us down.
We BOTH got 20 minutes in time out.
I still think I won that fight.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'knockover', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 35)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
I see the straps of Patricia's apron and think to myself...'she is going to die'.
I put my foot on her thigh, snag her apron, and pull with full strength. Patricia's neck snaps back as she struggles to pull the apron over her head.
I pulled even harder until glasses boy pushes me off balance. The apron loosens and Patricia takes it off immediately. Glasses runs over to the teacher to snitch on me for 'trying to kill Patricia'.
I got 15 minutes in time out.
She had it coming the moment she named her bakery.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'strangle', 'play')
}(set: $anger =+ 5)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(set: $seconds to 18)
(textcolor:blue)["Patricia, you can't be in the competition since you didn't sign up for it."]
Patricia crossed her arms and shook her head.
(textcolor:purple)["Billy says I can compete."]
Billy must be the kid with the circle glasses.
I look over to Billy who is hiding in the corner next to the sink. He trys to nod discretely at Patricia to give the okay to participate. I'm not letting her participate.
I don't want him as a judge, either. He likes to pick favorites.
What should I do?
I have |amount>[$seconds] to decide.
[[Claim the kitchen]]
[[End the competition]]
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{
(track: 'kickout', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 45)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["This is my kitchen so you can't bake here right now."]
I turn around and begin to bake my mama's famous cake. Patricia is invisible to me.
Unfortunately, Patricia was visible. She started to bake some cookies in the oven that I was using.
I push her out of the way to use the stove. Furiously, she takes my mixer and throws it into the garbage. I take all her utensils and throw them across the room.
The teacher hears the pile of dishes tumble across the ground. As she looks over in my direction, I freeze with Patricia's cookie sheet in a 'ready to be thrown' position.
I got 15 minutes in time out, and I had to clean up the whole mess after I was done.
I swear I will get my revenge, PATRICIA.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'claim', 'play')
}(set: $anger to $anger + 60)
My anger level is at (textcolor:red)[$anger]
(textcolor:blue)["FINE! Then the Great Bake Off is over!"]
Patricia's face was bright red. Her fists were clenched by her sides and her head sunk into her shoulders.
(textcolor:purple)["YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"]
(textcolor:blue)["Yes. I can, Pat."]
(textcolor:purple)["No, you can't!"]
Patricia punches the stove that was right next to my arm. My natural reflexes thought she was going to punch me in the gut, so I retaliated by punching her... right in the gut.
Patricia crunched down, holding her stomach, then quickly jumped back up. Again, my reflexes kicked in and I punched her in the chest. This time I must have hit a sensitive spot becasue she screeched loud enough for the teacher to hear.
The teacher gave me 10 minutes in time out.
Next time it will be your face, Pat.
###GAME OVER
(link: "Restart")[(reload:)]
{
(track: 'end', 'play')
}Double-click this passage to edit it.SchoolBell: ./audio/SchoolBell.mp3
blocks: ./audio/blocks.mp3
yellather: ./audio/yellather.mp3
OhNo: ./audio/OhNo.mp3
Punchinthroat: ./audio/Punchinthroat.mp3
Tellthetruth: ./audio/Tellthetruth.mp3
Makecomback: ./audio/Makecomback.mp3
sorry: ./audio/sorry.ogg
finger: ./audio/finger.mp3
teacher: ./audio/teacher.mp3
beather: ./audio/beather.mp3
Gameover: ./audio/Gameover.mp3
kitchen: ./audio/kitchen.mp3
challenge: ./audio/challenge.mp3
ripoff: ./audio/ripoff.mp3
throw: ./audio/throw.mp3
ovenslam: ./audio/ovenslam.mp3
pour: ./audio/pour.mp3
strangle: ./audio/strangle.mp3
knockover: ./audio/knockover.mp3
kickout: ./audio/kickout.mp3
end: ./audio/end.mp3
claim: ./audio/claim.mp3
doll: ./audio/doll.mp3
shh: ./audio/shh.mp3
shhagain: ./audio/shhagain.mp3
slap: ./audio/slap.ogg
curse: ./audio/curse.mp3
ow: ./audio/ow.mp3
crying: ./audio/crying.mp3
win: ./audio/win.mp3
trade: ./audio/trade.mp3
please: ./audio/please.mp3
jump: ./audio/jump.mp3
question: ./audio/question.mp3
kick: ./audio/kick.mp3