Ok, so sometimes, I'm challenged/asked nicely to not eat everybody who walks within 50 feet of me when we go out to eat. I'm nice enough to agree usually: After all, it's noooo good if a "No shirt, no shoes, no Spencer's..." sign is on every single door.

So Forbic totally takes me to an IHOP. We get a charizard waiter. *starts countdown nom-timer*

As much as I initially seem to be ready to give in to every desire, I try to hold out at first...

But he goes and spills our syrup. On himself.

Then proceeds to try and wipe it off with some butter.

And having failed that, tries using pancakes, which stick to him.



How can I not eat people when it seems half of the whole world wants to end up inside me, even if they don't admit it?