Pixie:

This is a big day for me. The man who probably has the most influence in my life has started sf0. For clarity, this man is neather my father, nor my boyfriend: This is my debate partner. He is a hitman, so both of my rivals should watch out

The first idea was to do the task below

As a level 0. At the time of compleation, this was indeed a level 0. Since then, it's been approved, and will be submitted as it'self when Hitman does a write up. We ended up doing more then just determining our food by chance and skill. We also thought we'd have some fun with it

This is where we ate (doing this task in public defiantly gave it a different twist)



This is our fuckton of food:


Now, each of us played with our food in our own ways

Hitman plays with his food. (it actually rather shocked me)



After hitman stuck his hands in his food, i figured it would be fun to play with mine too. I'd already decided the pork, while yummy, was ultimately sinful in nature. Thus, i diligently began to rearrange my food to tell an epic bedtime story. It's in three parts, with occasional breaks for chewing

Before the story begins, this is the set up
Part one: In which 3 paladins parish



Part two: In which the green witch meets a bloody fate



Part three: in which the onions which manage to survive live happily under the tortilla sun



Hitman was nice enough to film all this, and reported that a few people heard my story but did not take kindly to it. Apparently we might have been escorted out without having to pay had i kept it up. However I was incredibly full and decided to pack the rest (other then the dearly departed queen) up with me.

We had a lot of fun. We hope you do too