The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

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I am not alone...

So I poke my head into my boss' office to find him hunched, quite ferally, over the remnants of a Nestle's Crunch bar. Lying stunned, off to the side, was a Reece's Peanut Butter Cup, obviously next in line for consumption.

"I'm... having... some chocolate." He says, with a crazed look in his eyes.

"Fair enough. I have some..." And I commenced to ask him work questions. He crumpled up the inedible husk that had once surrounded his Crunch, and began to tear at the orangey fleshy shell of the PBCup. The first Cup was devoured between grunts of acknowledgement and reply to my questions.

He picked up the second... and it ESCAPED!

Off onto the floor it flew, and a look of panic came into his eyes as he pushed back from his desk and shouted "FIVE SECOND RULE!"

He found it within four.

He devoured it.

"Even better than the first one," he said, wiping the chocolaty mess from his maw.


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