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[inpignation]

[What do you get when you find a bunch of old rickety machinery in a disused barn, and coax the battered old combine harvester into life? The slowest, noisiest, most metal joyride ever, cutting a swath through a field towards you

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[theskyenceguy]

[WHOOPS, SORRY LOOKS LIKE THERE IS A DETECTIVE IN THE WAY]

[theskyenceguy]

[SNACKOOS]

[hisamputee]

[watchinggg]

[theskyenceguy]

...Okay, normally I wouldn't do this, but because of the stupid no sugar rule, these are practically worthless anyways.

[grudgingly offering a Snackoo for consumption]

[hisamputee]

[hesitates, then jumps down from the tree and sidles towards]

[theskyenceguy]

[holding it out YOU CAN TAKE IT ANY MINUTE NOW]

[hisamputee]

[works his way over to snatch it properly]

[theskyenceguy]

[preparing to toss, then...]

You don't eat people, do you?

[hisamputee]

[grabs it out of her hand and backs up to GULP IT DOWN]

[theskyenceguy]

How is it? Just remember, these are sugar-free, so they're merely a pale imitation of the tasty original.

[hisamputee]

[ehhhhh]

[theskyenceguy]

Yeah, not quite the same.