two hours at dennys and four writers
Suffering...suffering...succatash? god damn them eggs! i would throw them in the ocean and watch them drown.
but alas, they are the children of the future, carrying with them the knowledge of the ancients, as well as my only copy of "Eat it."
they were precious and needed to be protected.
the chickens however were completely expendable and i had no trouble loping off their heads.
one chicken escaped from me- later i realized that that was the chicken which later turned into mr. fabuloso the great. at least now i knew his origins, and where my mistake was made.
so i threw the flux capacitor into overdrive and plunged into the past. when i landed in the year 1317, i was greeted by huxley barnus, the ancestor of sir dexter.
he looked at me inquisitively and then quickly ran away into the town.
the chickens all hissed at him through their throat holes, deflating as they breathed their last breath.
but alas, they are the children of the future, carrying with them the knowledge of the ancients, as well as my only copy of "Eat it."
they were precious and needed to be protected.
the chickens however were completely expendable and i had no trouble loping off their heads.
one chicken escaped from me- later i realized that that was the chicken which later turned into mr. fabuloso the great. at least now i knew his origins, and where my mistake was made.
so i threw the flux capacitor into overdrive and plunged into the past. when i landed in the year 1317, i was greeted by huxley barnus, the ancestor of sir dexter.
he looked at me inquisitively and then quickly ran away into the town.
the chickens all hissed at him through their throat holes, deflating as they breathed their last breath.