07-28-2007, 09:54 PM
"Do they want to be eaten?" He raised a red eyebrow staring at the patch of disturbed earth where the corn dog had been buried. "I mean, I suppose it makes sense, since they're food and all. Food is supposed to be eaten, and I guess it would be... a compliment to it, if we liked it. Still, it does sound somewhat odd, does it?"
Despite everything he was rather glad that he wasn't a corn dog. But he couldn't think much more about the matter, because Jurupa Mae was waving at someone else already - he looked up, trying to figure out who exactly it was, out of the large crowd around them. With so many movements all over the place, it was hard to single out who was coming in their direction and who wasn't.
But then they moved closer and - he'd seen them before while he was slinking around, he supposed. Smiling slightly he pulled a hand out of his pocket to wave - before quickly hiding it again.
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