originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]I guess... This was a chance. If I chose to take it. And you'd better be damn sure I'd take it.[/b]
"Fine kid. I'm your dad."
English
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"That's what's on your plate."
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*Elvis "No... This is Brahmin meat."
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"Brahmins are cows, Elvis."
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*Elvis "Two headed mutated bald cows with horns sticking off their heads in random directions.*
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"Do you know what a Brahmiluff is?"
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*Elvis "It's like a fur covered, Brahmin bull. But this is Brahmin."
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"That's where you're wrong. Imagine a llama. Then imagine it's super fat and has two heads."
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*Elvis "That's disgusting."
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"It's a delicacy in the Mojave."
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*Elvis "Well I eat one headed, non-mutated animals." *She says as she crosses her arms.*
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"Fine. I've got some gazelle in the fridge, if you want that."
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*Elvis "YUUUUSSSSSS!"
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[b]I get to work. I retrieve the meat, and start cooking.[/b]
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*She watches you as you cook, clearly interested.*
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*She sits patiently, watching you.*