kareeeeei
Today is a day like any other. The sun is shining, the birds are crapping on the heads of those unwary who venture outside beneath the trees, and there's a heaping portion of potent magical food set out for unsuspecting bar patrons.
The curry has bided its time.
And it has waited long enough.
It slops placidly within its enormous bowl. Beside it is jasmine rice; behind it is a dusty trickle of curry powder. The very suspicious might think that it looks like the curry is trying to send some of its powder into a nearby jug of water, but they're clearly delusional and paranoid.
The fact that the entire display might not be there when certain patrons look -- patrons who have had some experience with curry -- is just . . . a trick of the light.
The curry has bided its time.
And it has waited long enough.
It slops placidly within its enormous bowl. Beside it is jasmine rice; behind it is a dusty trickle of curry powder. The very suspicious might think that it looks like the curry is trying to send some of its powder into a nearby jug of water, but they're clearly delusional and paranoid.
The fact that the entire display might not be there when certain patrons look -- patrons who have had some experience with curry -- is just . . . a trick of the light.