Arrr, me hearties! Bennett Foddy be warnin’: If ye crave a right scallywag’s rage, best be torturin’ yerself with Baby Steps!
2025-03-29
Arrr, matey! Be it a boulder or a leafy beast, it be mindin' its own affairs! It ain’t shoutin’, “Come hither, ye scallywag!” Nay, it be as silent as a ghost ship on a foggy eve! So leave it be, lest ye disturb the lazy landlubber!
Arrr, matey! Gather 'round, for I’ve a tale ’bout a stubborn ol’ rock and a tree that be mindin’ their own affairs! Picture this: ye be scallywags on a quest fer treasure, and there they sit, these silent sentinels of the wild. One's a rock, hard as a captain's heart, and the other's a tree, standin' tall like a mast upon the high seas.But what’s this? Neither be shoutin’ at ye, “Oi! Get yer scurvy self up here!” Nay, they be perfectly content in their stillness, lettin’ the winds of fortune swirl ‘round ‘em. The rock just lies there, all rugged and grumpy-like, while the tree sways a bit, showin’ off its leafy finery. Both be as innocent as a parrot perched on yer shoulder, not botherin’ a soul!