Lunch Monday 6/25

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Tudey's Menoo:

-Meetlueff

-Meshed Putetues

-Seled

-Coopcekes

Comments

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Geeze. If looks could kill Annette would be dead on the floor, her soul making its way to heaven. Cause she was going to heaven. Turtle on the other hand was going to hell.

And maybe Turtle didn't like girls either. Maybe Turtle liked the four-legged mammals instead. Like for instance the wild boar that lived in the woods that had long ugly teeth and stank really really bad. Or maybe she liked the Uakari monkey cause her face could look really red at times when she got so mad she had to kick something.

Maybe Annette should test this theory and fork some meshed putetues at her.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Was Annette still looking at her? What was her problem? Fuming slightly, Turtle put her concentration into tearing apart a coopceke and eating that, to get the best in before she had to get out of there for being so annoyed. Maybe if she just ignored Annette, she'd go away.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette smirked and forked some putetues and then pulled back to let them fly towards Turtle. Her aim was a little off though.

Quickly she looked down, pretending that she had nothing whatsoever to do with any putetue flying. She took a big bite of her coopceke.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like a forkful of putetues plopping down on the front of her t-shirt could have just fallen from the air ducts. She took one second to look down at her shirt, the putetues there, and sucked in a deep breath.

Chair out, hands smacking on the table enough to make her tray between them jump as Turtle bolted up. "I can't take this anymore!" she shouted. "A person can't even sit down for a meal without....without....UGH! Nice shot, Annette. Real mature, flinging food like a monkey throws its crap. Why don't you just go kiss another boy, you stupid slut, instead of indruding on someone's lunch. Seriously. What the heck did I ever do to you?"

She didn't stick around for an answer, though; she was already storming out of the cafeteria, depositing her unfinished lunch in the trash on her way out. In the opposite direction of where Annette was sitting.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Her hands smacking down was enough to cause Annette to jump and her coopceke fell to the floor in a icky sounding plop.

She stood up, gasping at what Turtle said to her and she yelled back, even though Turtle was storming out, "You little braidless idiot! You know everything you have ever done to me! With your hurtful name calling, your kicks, the looks you have given me over time that I will remember forever! Flirting with my boyfriend even after I apologized to you!" Annette was near to tears here but she kept going. "I feel really sorry for you Turtle Wexler if you think you have never done anything to me to justify my hate for you!"