"I wish there was a piece of that cake left... wait! I think I saw one in the trash."
"In the trash?"
"It doesn't look like it was touched much. We can eat those parts."
"I don't mind eating out of the trash. It makes me feel kind of dangerous. Like we're living on the edge."
"We're host-kitchen scavengers."
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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