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Bob: You really do not notice anything ....different?
Gemini: and fresh paint smell?
Zazaban: uhhh... no?
Bob: well. im told you got lost in the woods?
Gemini: the old house was made of wood
Zazaban: no, i got lost in the woods
Bob: in the debris of wood?
Zazaban: debris?
Gemini: she means did you get lost in the house fire?

Gemini: At any rate, I'm gonna fix some ribs. This time, I'm doing my preparation outside this time so if there's a fire, you assh*les won't blame me.
Bob: But you did start it.
Gemini: (angrily) IT WAS A F*UCKING ACCIDENT!
Bob: Alright! Alright! Go fix your ribs.
Mo: No. Don't let him cook!
Bob: He's cooking outside. No need to worry.
Mo: But you remember what happened last time!
Bob: Why do you think he's doing everything outside now?
Gemini: (walking back into the house and into the kitchen) Forgot the rub. Ah, here we go. (walks back outside. No fire has been started.)

Bob: ...anything is at risk of anything
Mo: ....the chair is at risk of cancer?
Bob: Potentially.
Gemini: i made ribs!
Bob: oh great, barbecued cancer!
Gemini: no, ribs!
Bob: no i mean, we take risks and we worry about the bigger risks rather than the smaller risks

Gemini: Ah, I get it. Besides, it's the little things that kill.
Mo: Bed bugs?
Gemini: Uh...Sh-sure. Also, black widow spiders.
Mo: WHERE?!
Gemini: (slightly annoyed) You're really paranoid, aren't you?
Mo: Blame the fire.
Gemini: I do, but that's no excuse.
Bob: These ribs are good!

Gemini: good, glad you like them
Bob: cancerous and delicious!
Mo: We get the point
Bob: The hell is everyone anyway?

Probably also got lost in the woods .... did any beer survive?

Gemini: (pulls out some home-brewed beer) My dad dropped this off earlier. It's beer he brewed back home. It's a brown ale. (Zaz grabs a bottle of beer.) Oh, and make sure you get a mug to pour the beer into. It's much better that way.
Zaz: Okay. (Take Gemini's advice and gets a frosted beer mug.) So brown ale, eh?
Gemini: Yep. Other than Guinness Stout, it's my favorite kind of beer.
Zaz: Alright. (Opens bottle of beer and pours it into beer mug; takes drink.) Hey, that is good.

Thanks. I am an ale man. *Raises glass* Cheers.

Bob: I saw a crown in the fridge earlier.
swig
Bob: this stuff tastes the same
reads label
Gemini: It is a crown
Zazaban: you're carrying around a beer fro the fridge?
Bob: No i took it from the fridge. that's a different bottle o' beer

Me: You got a beer without looking at what it was.
Bob: Yeah. Don't you do that?
Me: Yes, I guess so.
*Drinks beer*
Wonder what's on the TV *Looks around.* There's no remote. *Drinks beer.* Nevermind. This isn't a TV kind of place anyway.

Bob: we just moved here five minutes ago
Zazaban: and everything just materialized?
Bob: yep.
Zazaban: not a TV place anyway
Bob: It is a commune house and last time i checked, people don't watch tv in commune houses... that i know of

Me: Let's get rid of the TV then.
Bob: How? To where?
Me: .... Don't know.

Bob: we don't have one
Zazaban: Explains why we don't have the remote



...

(YAY YOU'RE BACK!!)

( YES! While I can, at least. I missed all your guys.)

Zazaban: Oh. What's that then.
Bob: That's a microwave.
Zazaban: Oh, I see. *Squints in bottle* What the hell am I drinking?

Bob: ......beer?
Zazaban: No, what the hell am i drinking?
Bob: alcohol?
Zazaban: but what is it?
reads off label of ingredients
Bob: clarifying agents, malt, yeast, water, preserver, coloring, carbonated-- really? you do not know what you're drinkin'?