Halloween 2024 - Day 03

Big Pumpy: Well, another successful meeting of the MRoMM is in the books.

Eduard: We're keeping minutes in the books?

Big Pumpy: Yes, that was your job. Is there nothing for the past few days now?

Eduard: 'Fraid so

Eduard: But no worries. I'll make something up.

Big Pumpy: Feel free to embellish it a bit. If someone finds it, I want them to be totally jealous.

Eduard: Consider it done.

Big Pumpy: I would, but you've dropped the ball so far.

Eduard: And weren't we suppose to be getting gifts each day. Where was that stuff from a few days ago?

Big Pumpy: We're in a dump. I just sort of threw them somewhere.

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Cael: Day 3, and we're still on track.

Cael: I think that's a new record or something

Cael: ...

Drago: What?

Cael: You look like you're either going to rap or do a PSA warning about rap. Either way, I'm not a huge fan of that look you have going on.

Cael: Nor that wet musty smell that's somehow permeating the air all around me.

Cael: Er, scratch that. It may not be *all* you this time.

Drago: Thanks for attributing 'wet dog' to me right off the bat. That's always reassuring.

Drago: Guess we have a new guest. Glad I didn't throw out the litter boxes from last year, but now that I think about it, I haven't cleaned them since then either.

Cael: Ew