yeah well... she's not eating that anyway

[whiptrippy]

[ You have one (1) whip-toting camper glaring at a toucan.

It glares back. Then it grabs something from under its wing and drops it by Franziska's feet.

Ewww... is this supposed to be pie? It's all wriggly and disgusting and undead. She didn't even know pie could be undead. ]You foolishly foolish foolishly bird brained foolish fool of a fowl!

Comments

[closetodarkness]

I wouldn't bother going after it, if I were you. Trying to discipline the wildlife here is a total waste of time.

[whiptrippy]

I wasn't going to go after it!

[Well, she was going to but it flew away, so... yeah.]

I'm not so foolish as to foolishly waste my time on something so foolish.

[closetodarkness]

Well, that was certainly emphatic.

[whiptrippy]

Good. Then it was clear enough for you.

[closetodarkness]

Yeah, I'd say so. I'm guessing you're new around here?

[whiptrippy]

Even if I weren't, I doubt that I'd ever get used to this.

[closetodarkness]

Well, you'll have to get used to it sooner or later, or you'll probably just go nuts.

[whiptrippy]

Getting used to this is a definite sign that I've gone nuts.