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Allergies attack me, appetite deserts me.

Bah.

So at the pancake breakfast today, Kimberly and I thought we would have, you know, some pancakes. So we approached the pancake stand, managed by various people wearing sunglasses, and discovered that they were all people we know.

PETER: Hello, ladies. Care to have some pancakes?
US: ...sure!
WALTER: All right! /attempts a suave pancake flourish
SKILLET: I am stuck beneath the pancake! Help! Help!
WALTER: ... rrrrgh. /JAB
PANCAKE: OW.
SKILLET: OW.
WALTER: Shut up. (to Kim) Here is your pancake.
PANCAKE: I am black and singed and smoking a bit at the edges, and you tell me to shut up? T____T *sizzles*
US: ... is that thing edible?

ahahahaha FAIL. kudos to Walter.

So then, after our atrocious performance (which was atrocious because we couldn't hear each other and everyone came in wrong, but that's okay because no one else could hear us either), we sat around in the sun eating pancakes and strawberries and ENJOYED OURSELVES.

lalalala.

edit: our cats killed a mouse and put it behind the doghouse as tribute to us. mom freaked out. it wasn't even bloody. :x she went so far as to suggest taking the trash can outside and throwing the mouse away in front of the cats' faces. oO;

Someone doesn't understand felines...