|08:37 pm - Dinner with Woof and Sqrl|
Sqrl, peering at menu that came in the mail: "Oh geez. They have a SUB DANGER ZONE. Doesn't that just sound like some kind of erotic furry roleplaying thing? I'M STUCK IN THE SUB DANGER ZONE~"
Woof: "Huh. Some of these... I mean, they're all bad for you, but some of them are like... "The Fat Daddy" or even "The Fat Cat". "The TNT". Those sound like sandwiches. But... "The Nasty Buffalo"? "The Terrier"? What... Who..."
Sqrl: "Yeah I'll have one Fat Nasty Terrier Daddy to go."
Woof: "Okay NOW you're furry roleplaying."