Your relatives travel thousands of miles to see you... and play Tomb Raider. You instantly bond with your relatives.

You travel to Venice and even though the water doesn't look right... you want to swim.

Looking at the New York skyline, you envision ways Lara could successfully traverse it with a few grabbing jumps.

Your mother terrifies little boys by telling them how much she and her mother enjoy playing it.

You do the Fire puzzle in the Lost City of Tinnos. On Fire.

You think it'd be cool to put some pirahna in the bathtub.

You get a bathtub large enough to swim in.

You get the sudden urge to install monkey swings all over your house.

You invite your twin sister over and entice her to jump into your barbeque pit.

You want a butler. Just for kicks.

You watch the Mask of Zorro repeatedly. You pray for a good script. :)

Your family is constantly complaining that you hide the house keys in the stupidest places.

Your New Year's resolution was to successfully turn off the lights and jump from your dining room table to your kitchen counter, over your steak knives and up to the top of your refrigerator in less than ten seconds.

You enter your house by climbing nearby ledges and leaping into the door.

You use your garage door opener from around the corner in the hopes you'll have a vision.

You hire an interior decorator and demand lots of lava, spikes and veins.

All the people at your local drawbridge have been warned to watch for you.

You can finish the Caves in 5 minutes.

You can finish the Meteorite Cavern in 5 minutes.

You watch Smilla's Sense of Snow waiting for Gabriel Byrne to turn into a spider.

You go to Colorado to jump over Boulder.

You can actually get through all the timed doors in Aldwych.

You envision your boss flapping around with red leathery wings.

You find yourself in CVS looking for large medi packs.

You can do the entire game without killing any animals.

You've been admitted to the Emergency Room more times than you'd like to mention for leaping down your stairs and rolling at the bottom.

You amaze your friends at the beach by diving into the water from the top of a nearby building.

You have nightmares about what that may be floating in the water at All Hallows.

You feel the uncontrollable urge to shoot anyone that eats beans and doesn't recycle.

Your dream girl would have to have at least 4 types of firearms.

You keep trying to pull on an odd looking wall in the hopes there's a tunnel behind it.

Your mother yells at you for going out in the snow wearing only shorts and a skimpy blouse.

You really want a passport, compass, flashlight and polaroid of your house.

You hear music whenever you find something cool behind the couch.

You decide to put everything but your piano, harp, floormat and Ark of the Covenant into storage.

This Summer, forget inflatable pool toys! Real Crocodiles!

If you want to add to this list, e-me and I'll put your sign and your name up here.