You walk over to the large freezer which towers menacingly above you. Cold neon light spills out from the base and a multitude of dials & buttons blink in seemingly random sequences.

You open the door quickly and place the ball in the center of the chamber - heedful of the frozen hotdogs, pork buns, vodka, and grabby chicken feet. Thick fog enshrouds your hand, sending chills down through your nethers and turning your toes blue.

You slam the evil machines gaping maw and examine the dials and giant lever; now noticing the list which blinks to light on the freezer's door.

What's your pleasure?

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