An ancient man is sitting on
the ground in front of you,
and you cannot imagine how
on earth he got there, as he
starts to swear:

"I've been sitting
meditating here for the last
three hundred years and just
as I'm about to reach
Nirwana:  you ruddy lot have
to turn up!  Well thank you
very much.  Do you know what
this means ?!?  - It means
at least another three
hundred years of
chastisement and meditation
in this badly heated ruddy
hole!!!  - And that's why
I'm bound, bound to curse
you lot in the name of the
Monks of the Valley of the
Golden Goblins, to search
the endless sea of lava!"

The old man picks up a stone
and throws it at you, but he
misses, after which he
disappointedly starts to
pick his nose.

