[snakes on a plate]

[namedforthedog]

[maybe it's just because Halloween is coming up, but there are rubber snakes all over the mess hall tonight. There are one or two real ones, and they seem to be hanging out around one man.]

You've got to be kidding me.

[ooc: passing out, I will pick up any new/old threads tomorrow]

Comments

[touch_fayth]

Are they yours?

[namedforthedog]

Are what mine?

[touch_fayth]

Those guys. The snakes?

[namedforthedog]

No. They're not.

[objectify]

[...oh what the hell. leans over his shoulder]

Problem?

[namedforthedog]

[jumps]

Yeah, with some of the off-menu items.

[objectify]

I wouldn't worry. I hear they taste just like chicken.

[namedforthedog]

... I'm not trying it.

[pushing his food away]

[durandork]

[INDIAAAAAAAAAAAANA]

... problem?

[namedforthedog]

[pulling his plate back from one of the moving ones]

What do you think?

[durandork]

At least they're not all real?

[nudging one of the rubber ones with the tip of his boot]

[namedforthedog]

And that makes it better?

[one falls into his water glass]

[screwfate]

*...toes one out of the way*

What a mess.

[namedforthedog]

No kidding.

[sweeping a rubber one off the table as fast as possible]

[screwfate]

*arches an eyebrow*

I'm not sure that's really helping.

[namedforthedog]

What am I going to do, eat them?

[capthlock_rage]

... That's not dinner, is it?

[namedforthedog]

[looks down at his plate and then pushes it away]

[capthlock_rage]

Not very appetizing.

[namedforthedog]

Tell me about it.