ITP: A rather damp lunch

[nocturnemission]

ARRRG! Stupid fly, quit trying to land on my sandwich!

[There is suddenly a localized typhoon in the mess hall. Your PB&J is likely to become soggy.]

((Time for sleepin'))

Comments

[blowsurmind]

[ fireworks & pafs stop the wave of water coming from you to her ] Smooth.

[nocturnemission]

Huh? Oh, hey. Yeah, I'm super awesome when it comes to water!

[blowsurmind]

You almost got me.

[nocturnemission]

I totally knew you could dodge it. I believe in you!

[blowsurmind]

Thanks, buddy.

[nocturnemission]

No problem. Just let me know if you see that fly, okay? I'm not sure I got it.

[blowsurmind]

Oh, ewgh. Flies.

[nocturnemission]

I know, right? It was probably buzzing around cow patties before it came in here.

[blowsurmind]

Ewggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggh

[nocturnemission]

Flies are so nasty.

[blowsurmind]

I know, seriously. And maggots? Total grossamundo.

[nocturnemission]

Ew, ew eeeewwww! Don't even talk about those!

[blowsurmind]

I can't help it! Flies make me think of maggots!

[nocturnemission]

Uhhhhg! What if they got into the rice pilaf one day and nobody noticed?

[blowsurmind]

Oh my gawd, MAJOR EWHG.

[nocturnemission]

Man, I wish I didn't have such an awesome imagination sometimes.