Who: Bro Strider AND YOU
What: Bro thinks you should celebrate American Thanksgiving, for America. There is fried turkey and beer, as God intended.
Where: Over a sanddune from Jack Noir's Hobostraveganza, ie, in the Ocean Zone on the beach, because fuck November.
When: THANKSGIVING DAY DUH
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Ameliorate is the best rhyme for syncopate just saying )
Suddenly a May appears at Toby's side, juggling a couple paper plates - one of them obviously May's just judging from the preponderance of sweet things and total lack of meat, the other slightly more normal and piled with things May thought Toby would like. ]
Here, take this before I drop it. And eat some flesh, it'll make you feel better.
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"Eat some flesh"? You make it sound like I'm some sort of man-eating creature who eats her meat raw.
[ she does pop a piece of turkey into her mouth, though. ]
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What?
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Noooothing...
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Because if you are, I'll have to punch you.
[ she's not joking, May. Look at her serious face.
...her serious face while she holds a plate of thanksgiving food.
shut up. ]
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But you can get away with it this time. Because there's food. ]
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