What’s for Lunch?
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It was dark and the room was full of odd shapes. Some was squishy and others was hard. There was even a giant sphere that was pinning her leg. It smelled like an apple.
The heat built up and she dozed off. That all changed when a massive rustling woke her. This was followed by the entire room shooting up like an elevator. When it came to a stop light flooded in followed by a massive hand.
Henry found himself famished after a morning of data processing. He couldn’t leave his desk though so he placed his lunch on the desk. He absent-mindlessly reached in…
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@bobascher c’mon man, don’t leave us hanging like this
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@jitensha I always ate the Little Debbie cake in my lunch first in case I were to tragically die during lunch. I imagine he will enjoy his Little Debbie just the same
