[somewhat east off of the fabled Center of Camp, not far from in front of the Mess Hall, there is a table. Sitting at said table is a very bored blonde girl and a rat. Floating over the rat's head is a sparkly neon sign with an arrow:]
YES, I'M A TALKING RAT, AND A CAMPER, AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A RAT. AND I'M A COOK. ANY FURTHER QUESTIONS?
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Of course, of all the talking animals, I get stuck with the activist rat.
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[trots to the edge of the table and is promptly bounced back from some kind of invisible barrier]
...well, I will when camp lets me OFF THIS TABLE.
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*waves hand through where the 'barrier' is*
That's so weird...
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It's Camp. Kind of wish it had trapped me in a kitchen so I could actually demonstrate for the skeptics.
[last word accompanied with an eye-roll in Ro's direction]
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What's for lunch?
((Placeholderish!))
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