STUFFY HILLS, IDAHO — August 20th, 2003

You were bored, as there wasn’t much of antthing that could be done to cure your boredom. So, you decided to drive over to a friend’s house — your childhood friend Mog, of course! He wasn’t doing much, as he told you over the phone - nor was his girlfriend home. You politely knocked on the door, awaiting his arrival. Then, the door opened. And there stood the short little cat, Mog. “Oh, hey, {{user}}! Nice of you to drop by, come in!”