IT'S TUESDAY

[sauerkraus]

[While some mornings mean chocolate-chip pancakes in the mess hall, Tuesday's menu is an entirely different matter. Tuesday is a true Russian roulette of gastronomic health issues, and there is always the off-chance that you'll find a relative or a dear friend in the pot... or so the rumour goes. Whatever your feelings about Tuesdays in the

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[right_hand_of]

If you can't drink it, how do you know which one'll work?

[right_hand_of]

I am very seriously unhappy. And then I figure out who I should be punching. It's not rocket science.

[sauerkraus]

How does punching solve your problems?

[right_hand_of]

Uh? How does it not? It's satisfying, gets rid of the obstacle, and it makes a cool noise.

[sauerkraus]

Yes, but if you are sick, punching will only make it worse as you exert yourself and use precious energy better suited to healing.

[right_hand_of]

Not if I'm getting the guy responsible for being sick. I don't get sick the normal way.

[sauerkraus]

There, see! Perhaps that is because of physiology. Have you ever experienced a cold? Or, rather, have you ever healed by punching the harbinger of illness?

[right_hand_of]

Not a normal one, yes.

[follow_3_steps]

*looking between HELLBOY, the BUBBLEHEAD, and the SKEEVY ALIEN*

...

I kind of wish I could take a picture.

[sauerkraus]

Pardon me? Oh! Would you like a form?

[follow_3_steps]

No sir.

*...shifting behind Hellboy*

[sauerkraus]

Oh my! Are you a friend of the Hellboy?

[follow_3_steps]

Yes sir. I live in his cabin.

[sauerkraus]

So you must know much about him, ja?

[follow_3_steps]

*shrugs*

[sauerkraus]

Do tell me what he is like.