Welcome to the Loony Bin!

As you struggle to wriggle free of your straight-jacket, you notice a lingering smell in the air that makes your stomach rumble. Your pupils dialate. 'Could it be ...?' It would seem that the white-coats have left you a tray of brownies! Huzzah! But alas, you cannot move your arms. How will you solve this dilema?

(This is really just a group to help me keep track of people I like. I figured I've been on Steam for long enough, I might as well make one of these.)