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FOOD FIGHT

I love artichokes, thanks!


Artichoke petals are nice but artichoke paste is messy. I throw some all over tree.

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By a wonderful coincidence, I just cooked some
cranberries and apples and they are cool enough
for me to pitch some at Butterfly88 .

Right now.
 
Zurb crouches behind the sofa generously buttering piping hot crumpets before throwing them like frisbees at Tree and anyone else within range.
 
I have some extra bread so this is what tree looks like now.
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Oh and I took some of the butter off of the biscuits to add flavor.

Since I was in range for the crumpet launch, I'll throw these creepy looking rolls at zurb.
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I tried to catch the turkey for the dinner.
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The turkey did not agree. I do not blame it.!
In its panic, feathers went everywhere.
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The feathers stuck to all that oil which tree had spilled all over herself
 
As a favor, tree brushes the splendidly healthful
edible squid ink onto inabox 's skin using one of
the turkey feathers as an applicator.

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Speaking of olives, I throw 3 cans of these olives at tree.

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And I'll throw this tomato sauce at my therapist for wanting to fix my autism:

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Watching the food fight from the comfort of a hazmat suit, Mia picks up two lacrosse sticks and places two pounds of yak butter moulded to look like urns in each of the lacrosse baskets. Flinging one at tree and one at kestrel, both land on their feet and melt a little. Re-arming one lacrosse stick with more yak butter, this time she flings the butter at Butterfly where it also lands on her feet and melts into a yak butter puddle.
 

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