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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/12/2015 3:49:58 AM
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*Drunken me emerges from an air vent*
[i]I FOUN' MO- hic- MORE BREAD STICKs!!![/i]
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English
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Good job mate!
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*Future me comes out of portal* [i]this is unacceptable[/i] *boot kicks drunken me through portal then closes it* [i]what was he going on about? Breadsticks?[/i]
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Lots of breadsticks.
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Varn: Yeah. They are over there.
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[i]Huh. Thank you[/i] *As I'm about halfway there a rumbling is heard. I turn a look towards the noise* [i]what's that? Oh god I remember now... Everyone run![/i] *Hundreds of breadstick burst out of the air vent like a gluten Niagara Falls. They form a neat pile in the center of the room. [i]well that wasn't nearly as bad as I remember it being...[/i]
