Sit cross legged on the table holding the mirror in your lap. Breathe slowly, deeply and evenly and relax while concentrating on your reflection in the mirror. Then separate your consciousness from your physical form and astral travel outta there.
Tada! You're free. Forget about that pesky flesh cage in the locked room, the cosmos is now your playground.
Another answer, I noticed there was no mention of any roof to the room. Drag the table over to one of the walls and use it to climb over, take the mirror with you. Now that you're out of the room, use the mirror to admire yourself for being so clever
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jsyer wrote:
I noticed there was no mention of any roof to the room. Drag the table over to one of the walls and use it to climb over, take the mirror with you. Now that you're out of the room, use the mirror to admire yourself for being so clever
I remember this one from when I used to ride the school bus.
You look in the mirror...
You see what you saw...
You take the saw, and cut the table into two halves...
You put the two halves back together into one (w)hole...
Then you crawl out through the hole.
well, I agree with the answers above. also, how can you be "locked" in a room with no windows or doors unless it was built around you? so why not just go out before they finish the room?
Sam_Atoms wrote:
I remember this one from when I used to ride the school bus.
You look in the mirror...
You see what you saw...
You take the saw, and cut the table into two halves...
You put the two halves back together into one (w)hole...
Then you crawl out through the hole.
the one i heard is a little different. you do all the above up to step 2 and a half and you simply cut a hole in the wall..
A mirror, a table and me. Ok, I look in the mirror, realizing I am merely a reflection of the truth. The truth is I am mad as a hatter and bouncing around like a maniac in a field of daisies. No need to get out as I'm already outside. That table was just a jedi mind trick. Of course, that room didn't really have any walls either.
The hairless lady: She wouldn't have happened to marry a barber by chance?
Edit: Here's an old one: In a village up in the Afghan mountain there are 2 barbers: One is a bleeding mess, his hair is a disgrace, his shop is filthy to the rim, hair all over. Not to mention the pong. The other barber has a Hollywood actors haircut, his shop is sparkling clean with a vague smell of flowers. You find yourself in need of some trimming. Which shop would you enter, but more importantly: WHY would you enter that particular barbershop?
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I'm slightly confused though as to why the good barber's shop is filthy. Is it just because people go to it, and the other shop is clean because no one ever goes there?
A man is organising a party for all his friends. He realises that he's forgotten to buy the beer, so he rushes out leaving several inflated balloons on the floor. When he gets back he's amazed to see the balloons floating two inches off the floor. How can this be?
