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Date Posted: 20:09:31 05/23/02 Thu
Author: TFD
Subject: Eh, you take A1, I'll take Ketchup. Does it really matter, other than personal prefference? ~*I dun think so*~
In reply to: Redwood 's message, "Hey, A1 rocks! I'll take that over ketchup anyday. Although the proper spices beat both." on 11:37:08 05/22/02 Wed

*The Aya knods at Redwood's indication to the clear spot, stopping briefly to tighten her grip on the 'Ben and again starting out towards the space. Once reached she lets go of the limp 'Ben carcass and licks her lips. With a slight gag, coughing up a chunk of tough 'Ben hide that went down the wrong tube, she drops to the ground and sprawls out on her side, panting. With a lopsided grin she knods again at Redwood's words, too breathless to speak. Laying her head down she takes time to do nothing but just lay there and pant, only the very tip of her tail twitching. Spying a small something on the ground near her paw, she summons the energy needed to flick it at Redwood with a single claw. The thing flies through the air, its tiny leggs wiggling. The plump speeider heads smack dab for Redwood's muzzle, as TFD opens her mouth in a slack-jawed grin.*

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Deal. But, uh... we don't have human imports here. O,O -- Redwood, 10:05:37 05/29/02 Wed
- o.o oh. right. well, who needs dressing on fresh raw meat? Yum -- TFD, 20:41:30 05/31/02 Fri
  - Good point there. Blood and gore are the sauces, neh? -- Redwood, 16:50:15 06/03/02 Mon
    - Woot. Blood 'n' Gore... someone should bottle it and ship it off to grocery stores and meat markets everywhere... -- TFD, 18:29:09 06/03/02 Mon
      - But who would buy it, except for crazies like us? O,o -- Redwood, 10:44:34 06/06/02 Thu
        Ehh, if any carnivore knows what's good, they'd buy it. -- TFD, 14:18:39 06/06/02 Thu
        Let's see... Today's Special : Preda Ben heart baked in lungskin and basted in blood, with a side of bone marrow. Desert? The small intestines. Oh, yummy. -- Redwood, 15:17:56 06/06/02 Thu
        Yee-haw! You're buyin. o.o -- TFD, 20:39:12 06/06/02 Thu