Sep 17, 2010 22:21
[[ Public // video:: Volgin is cheerfully sitting back, catching on up system messages, enjoying the contents of one of the few jars of elk jerky he picked up the other day. Aw, yeah. Enough jerky to last, uh... until Raikov polishes them off, certainly (as much as he can't say no to getting more elk to make into delicious jerky). Better hide a jar. ]]
Oh.
Poisoning?
[ Munch. ]
Maybe you lot should learn to catch your own food. No better than you women that can't cook.
Is this what I come back to? More helpless by the generation, is that the trend? Can't you animals that think yourselves human do that for yourselves at least? If I throw you out there [gesture to window] for a month, how many of you will come back alive?
Humor me.
Class, October 13th: We're going on a field trip. Bring a knife, canteen, and whatever semblance of survival skills I imagine you don't have. I need to correct a few things, starting with you all.