Gladys is not looking so good. You can see more of her bones than usual, and not all of them look together. Apparently dropping couches on old people is bad for them. Who would have guessed? You should probably call an ambulance.\n\n[[Call an Ambulance]]

You didnt see nothing. You go back to your apartment and get a bowl of cereal, and pray that no one saw.\n\n[[Knock Knock]]

Being the responsible adult you are, you decide to take the couch out now. Fun fact: you live on the fourth story. Another fun fact: the elvator is out of order.\n\n[[This Sucks]]

You throw a blanket on the fire to smother it. Upon inspection, it seems that your lamp shorted and set the couch ablaze. It is destroyed, and your apartment smells like burnt pleather.\n\n[[Haul the Couch to the Curb]] or [[Procrastinate]]\n

So you are unconscious. And bleeding. A lot. You should proably put some of that blood back in your body, its not good to have that much on the floor. Oh wait, you are unconscious, you cant. Wow, looks like you die this way. God, what a lame way to die. You suck.\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\tGame Over

Wow, Looks like you are are taking the bus. Still, you could have had a worse start to your day\n\t\t\t\t\tYou win, kind of\n

\tIt Is a lovely Saturday, The sun is shinging, you can hear the nieghbours dog outside, and you can smell the sweet smell of your apartment burning to the ground. Your couch is on fire\n\n[[Put Out the Fire]] or [[Fuck Yo Couch]]

Responsibilty is overrated. You spray some febreeze and go on about your day\n\n\n[[Shower Time]]

After a few hours of playing it cool, you hear a knock at the door. Its the police. Aparently, some lady downstairs was murdered by a couch. Crazy right? Even more crazy, that asshole Doug across the hall saw you with the couch, and told the police. They would like to have a conversation with you.\n\n\n[[Do Not Pass Go, Do Not Collect $200]]

Gladys pulls through, but is is PISSED you hit her with a couch. She is suing your ass for all you are worth. Have fun living in a box the rest of your life. Maybe next time you will make sure you have a better grip Butterfingers.\n\t\t\t\tGame Over

Burning Down The House

You begin the journey to the curb. Everything is going well, untill you are on the last flight of steps, and the couch slips from your grasp. you manage to dodge it, but Gladys, the octogenarian from Apartment 3B, on her way back from church, wasnt so lucky. \n\n\n[[Get the Couch off Gladys]] or [[Perform the Couch Equilivent of a Hit and Run and Go Back to Your Apartment]]

You head outside the building to wait for the fire truck.\nWhen they arrive, they have to move some jackasses car that was blocking the fire hydrant, the car is pretty dinged up now, but it is what he deserves for endagnering your building. Oh wait; That is totally your car. Sucks to suck\n[[My Car!]]

Maffitt McDonald\nand\nCynara Ellis

You are in jail. Seroiusly though, who the hell leaves an old lady under a couch!? You are a terrible person.\n\n\t\t\t\t\t\tGame Over

No hot water.\n\nWhat? Did you expect something awful to happen? \nSometimes, the minor annoyances in our life compound problems more than additional issues could. But fine, you also cut yourslef shaving and slip. Happy?\n\n\n[[You are Trash at Showering]]