The Recess Thread - It's Nothing Personal

[TheSailingRabbit]

Oops.

What did you do?

[Huggs]

Let's not assign blame here.

[TheSailingRabbit]

Let's not assign blame here.

Sure.

. . . But did you lose it?

[Voodoo Magic]

Oops.

What did you do?

Let's not assign blame here.

[Huggs]

You can still smell the tabasco.

[TheSailingRabbit]

You can still smell the tabasco.

[Huggs]

Even the marshals can't fight hot thunder.

[TheSailingRabbit]

Even the marshals can't fight hot thunder.

I imagine the Tabasco on Sevastopol wasn't very powerful.

[Huggs]

It's what caused the initial societal breakdown.

The xenomorph infestation was just black goo on the cake.

[TheSailingRabbit]

It's what caused the initial societal breakdown.

The xenomorph infestation was just black goo on the cake.

Waits drank the most potent of the Tabasco just to say he could and make the others look like wussies.

[Huggs]

That was a watered down chili blend.

It would've been a stain on the reputation of the marshal bureau if he'd gotten himself sent to medical from a shot of "Giger's Hot n' Juicy".

[TheSailingRabbit]

That was a watered down chili blend.

It would've been a stain on the reputation of the marshal bureau if he'd gotten himself sent to medical from a shot of "Giger's Hot n' Juicy".

I need to write this.

[Huggs]

Hudson would probably wander into a small shop of nothing but foreign tabasco's, run by a blind merchant who fools him into trying, "The Devil's Booty".

[TheSailingRabbit]

Hudson would probably wander into a small shop of nothing but foreign tabasco's, run by a blind merchant who fools him into trying, "The Devil's Booty".

The guys would kill him for gassing the bunk rooms at night.

[Huggs]

He'd never have made it back that evening.

One does not simply taste The Devil's Booty without enduring great suffering.

At least, that's what the old man behind the counter said.