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Got great hand-eye coordination? Here's the place to show it off. You can also upload your work (images, audio, and video) and view our fan art gallery (currently defunct, bug forum management to fix it).
This is also the forum for all of you blossoming Camus' to exercise your brain power by writing and posting fan fiction.
Despite your lack of experience with navigating and engaging in combat with a submarine you decide to sink the silly seals' oil tankers and succeed. You don't know when this lake ends. Maybe you can find shelter by some lovely Eskimo couple. As your sweaty palms grip the steering wheel you feel a slight feeling of emptiness in the pit of your stomach. You look down and realize that you still have that cupcake impaled to your dong. You pull it off. Green sprinkles and pink frosting. Just how grandma used to make them. You take a bite from the satisfyingly moist cupcake as you navigate your submarine toward the rising sun.