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[gredn0tforge]

[OH LOOK. MILK. IN A BAG. WHAT IS THIS STRANGE AND MYSTERIOUS THING.

Actually, George (or is it Fred today?) is feeling a bit amused by the sight of it too. He has it out on his counter, and prods it with the tip of his wand.]

You'd think that if they took the time to put it in bags, they'd've at least made it more interesting.

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[hyperdulia]

[gredn0tforge]

[Waves! Ignoring the milk dripping down the counter, walls, fridge, and... everything else. His tone is completely casual, too, as though exploding milkbags happen every day.]

Lovely weather today, I've heard- can't imaging why you wouldn't be out enjoying it.

[hyperdulia]

[Well, you see, she now has milk all over her skirt.] Does it rain milk often here?

[gredn0tforge]

[Sounding very secretive.] Every day.

[epauletsrock]

[Gippal wasn't going to bother, really, but he can't help himself sometimes. :((]

There's also bottles. At least, where I come from.

Creative, sure. But how are you going to drink it now that it's all over the place?

[gredn0tforge]

[Grins!] Exploding bottles wouldn't be nearly as exciting as exploding bags.

And whoever said I was planning on drinking it? Thought I'd just sit here and watch it evaporate for a bit.

[epauletsrock]

And why's that?

[Gippal shakes his head, not really believing you.] You really have too much free time. But, then again, so do I.

It takes one to know one.

::OOC:: Butterfingers. X33

[gredn0tforge]

Why not? I believe I'm the one with the years of experience.

Takes one what, does it? Can't imagine why anyone would think there's such a thing as too much free time.

[OOC: Happen to us all! ♥]

[lucenombra]

[WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE MY OWN TAG]

... George what the fuck is that?

[gredn0tforge]

[TO MOCK YOU 8D And George isn't even going to bother falsely correct you on the name thing.]

I was thinking it might be paint.

[lucenombra]

[B| OH IT'S ON]

... You actually drank it?

[gredn0tforge]

[BUAHAHAH |D]

Actually, I blew it up- completely by accident, mind you.

[And then grins, displaying the difference between the clean section of the kitchen wall, and the part splattered with milk.] Fancy this shade of white for your walls, Trish?

[born2slay]

[Arches an eyebrow as she walks in, eying the whiteness of the milk everywhere.]

You know, I expected to find jokes stuff here, but this? Did you blow up a cow or something?

[ooc: oh lord, that flashes me back to when i worked in the kitchen at church camp! loading the stupid bags into the milk dispenser!!! >.<]

[gredn0tforge]

[Completely casual, because exploding milk bags totally happen every day.]

A couple o' them, actually- made quite a fuss about it, if I can recall.

[OOC: Oh yeah? TRY USING THEM ON A DAILY BASIS. You silly people and your cartons and bottles. 8[]

[born2slay]

[Wrinkles her nose at the though, shaking her head.]

Have I told you how strange you are, yet? [Laughing though, because she's just teasing him.] So is there a reason you're blowing up cows?

[ooc: I'D KILL MYSELF! XD i'll stick to me bottles, thanks.]

[gredn0tforge]

[Grinning!] Might've mentioned it on occasion.

[And then pretends to be in deep thought.] Well, I thought it'd make for more fun than blowing up parrots.

[OOC: BUT I LIKE BAG!MILK. It is so weird to find out so many people think it's strange. 3:]