#early flash

[losttoybox]

Jinx: A Dark and Stormy Night from YTV .com in 2005

[losttoybox]

the great kitchen escape: 2008

[losttoybox]

kacheek seek game maps (and click map)

[losttoybox]

video playthrough of a lost treehousetv .com flash game called "This is You and Daniel Cook Baking a Cake" from sometime between 2004 - 2007

[losttoybox]

escape the car: 2007

[bapydemonprincess]

the kids these days don't know about the early flash game Lenny Loosejocks 😔

[flashesfrombeyond]

Mr. T Pities the April Fool

            Mr. T pities the fool he sees before him.  He looks like he belongs in a story book for kids.  The king’s jester, who’s supposed to cheer him up when all the gold in his crown makes his head bow in depressed dejection, only this time the jester is the one with the downcast eyes.  Mr. T thinks this is a little too poetic, but hey, even a tough guy like him is allowed some fancy talk every once in a while.  No king’s got more gold than Mr. T, though.

            “What’s the matter with you, fool?” Mr. T asks the fool.

            “It’s hard when your job is to be funny all the time,” the jester answers.

            Mr. T nods as though this is profound insight, even though it really isn’t, since everyone knows being funny all the time is tough.  Of course, Mr. T never worries about being funny.  Nevertheless, he takes a seat against the wall next to the jester.  “You a clown or something?”

            “You have the distinction of speaking to the renowned April Fool,” says the April Fool, spreading his arms and bowing slightly, as though to preserve the shred of decorum left to him by pretending to formality.

            “April Fool?  I’ve never heard of you.”  Mr. T suddenly remembers his image and quickly adds, “Fool.”

            “It’s April Fool’s Day,” the April Fool says, a little bitterly.  “They named it after me.  Or maybe I’m around because of the day.  It’s a bit foggy.”

            “Whatchu talkin’ about, Fool?”  Even though Mr. T knows that isn’t his catchphrase, he feels it’s appropriate here.

            “I don’t know.  I think maybe people made me.  With their thoughts.”

            This sounds far-fetched to Mr. T, but he keeps that to himself.  Maybe this guy’s just some crazy hobo.  That makes this fool worthy of T’s pity.  “And you’re sad because you have to be funny all the time, Fool?”

            “I know.  It’s the oldest joke in the book.  I know because I invented it.  A man tells his doctor that he’s depressed.  The doctor tells the man to see the clown Pagliacci, who’s in town that night.  That should cheer him up.  The man cries, ‘But Doctor, I am Pagliacci!’”

            The ba-dum-tss of a rimshot plays from nowhere, and a chorus of laughter follows.  The April Fool buries his face in his hands.  “Every damn time.”

            Mr. T looks at the April Fool and wonders what to say to him.  The unhappy clown might be old, but as far as Mr. T knows, there’s still no cure for it.  He lays a hand on the April Fool’s shoulder.  “I pity you, Fool.”  And his words are sincere.

            Someone across the street shouts “APRIL FOOL!” to someone else.

            At least someone’s having fun.