No raw seafood, stupid oil spill

[nawlinsfleur]

He's busying himself in the kitchen right now, making gumbo if one must know. As he adds in an unnecessarily large amount of Tabasco sauce and chill peppers, Bo sighs. This oil spill is getting very bad, it's endangering his wildlife refuge and endangering his seafood business. With that being crippled, tons of restaurants and diners are going to

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[rouge_me]

[ He's right there with you, adding even more tabasco sauce over your shoulder. He's looking pretty peeved himself. ]

Ey Bo, you doin' alright?

[nawlinsfleur]

Could be betta; not likin' the news comin' from home.
Just thought cookin' might take mah mind off of thangs. [taking some of that tbasco sauce, he drizzles it over a raw oyster. Slurping loudly, he chews slowly. Tastes so good, it's making him feel better...a little.]

[rouge_me]

[ He smiles faintly, grabbing an oyster for himself ]

N'aaaw, I'm not likin' it one bit either. Ey, I know I'm not as good of a' cook, but you want me to make somethin' for ya?

[nawlinsfleur]

[He smiles.]

Ah'd love that, it'll be a while 'fore this is done.

[rouge_me]

Great! Whachya' miss most from back home? I'll cook it right up fo' ya.

[ He slurps up the oyster ]

[nawlinsfleur]

Ummm...ah miss deep fried catfish; but most of all ah miss Jambalaya!

[rouge_me]

Aw man....tha's like makin' me chose between two pretty girls...

[ He nibbles on his own thumb in thought ]

How 'bout catfish? We already got a nice an' hot gumbo.

[nawlinsfleur]

Alright, catfish it is; don't mess it up Leroy.
Ah'm countin' on you to crave this hunger of mine.

[rouge_me]

[ He snorts, giving him a teasing nudge on the shoulder before making his way to the fridge ]

It'll be tha' best damn catfish ya eva' had.

[nawlinsfleur]

[A laugh or two escapes him.]

Even betta than virgin hands makin' it?

[rouge_me]

[ He snorts, grabbing some catfish out of the fridge ]

You and ah know full well that neither a' us is even close ta' one.

[nawlinsfleur]

Playin', playin'...'s all ah'm doin' brutha~
Those days are far, far, far behind you and I. Sometimes ah wish ah was innocent~

[rouge_me]

Aw yeah! Like campin' out in da yard and seein' vampires, werewolves, an' witches n' shit! Ah mean, sure, some gotta be real but not as real as I thought when I wuz a kid. Those were fun times with you though! they sure were...

[ He starts prepping the breading for the fried catfish...abusing the paprika. ]

[nawlinsfleur]

Ahaha, ah 'member that like it was yestaday. 'Specially when ah thought that possum was a bear dat one time. Though can't 'member why ah got dem animals confused.
Those were the days. [Sitting back, he stares up at the ceiling.]

[rouge_me]

[ He pours some oil into a pan and lets it heat up, and he breads the fish as he gets ready ]

Oh yeah! an' tryin' ta build a treehouse without Dad's help. Mm...we gotta do more fun stuff like tha'...

[nawlinsfleur]

Must be room ta do stuff like that here, right?
If so, then ah'd love ta do that sometime.