[itp: deliciously crunchy sweet?]

[theskyenceguy]

[TODAY, IN YOUR CAMP

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[stanleys_cup]

[This face.]

[theskyenceguy]

...You need to leave if you're going to puke.

[stanleys_cup]

[Covers his mouth with his hands and nods, then proceeds to frantically run about like a chicken with its head cut off looking for the best way out. He's trying to hold this one in, to his credit.]

[theskyenceguy]

Oh for-

[hands him an empty pickle jar]

[stanleys_cup]

[Grabs the jar and manages to scurry off into a corner to do his business. After a few minutes, he comes back, apparently feeling better.]

Dude! That's sick!

[theskyenceguy]

It's not that bad. I mean, it's still a pickle.

[stanleys_cup]

I don't care about the stupid pickle! Look at what happened to all the Kool-Aid!

[theskyenceguy]

...What?

[stanleys_cup]

They made the Kool-Aid taste like pickles! Those bastards!

And I was thiiiiiirsty! Waaaah! [Man, he's pretty broken up about this.]

[theskyenceguy]

It's more like they made the pickles taste like Kool-Aid.

[...has no idea what to do about this]

[stanleys_cup]

[Sniff]

R-really? I guess I can try one then.

[theskyenceguy]

Avoid the purple.

[stanleys_cup]

[Very, very tentatively trying a pickle.]

I... I guess it's okay. It's a little weird.

C-can I have some Kool-Aid now?

[theskyenceguy]

You mean from the jar? If you want...

[stanleys_cup]

NO! Not from the jar--! I can't! It's too painful!!!

[theskyenceguy]

Then you're on your own, kid, sorry. I don't really carry around Kool-Aid mix.