I am waiting. Tense. Coiled like a spring. Ready to strike. I wait some more. The steam rises from the pot. The water becomes more turbulent. The time is right. Eyeing my prey, I lunge. I grasp it, snapping it's back in half, and throw it into the boiling tempest!! MWAAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAAHA!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHHAHAHHAH!!!!!!
Ehehhehehheheheh...
:Cough:
I'm making spaghetti......
:stir stir stir:
Ehehhehehheheheh...
:Cough:
I'm making spaghetti......
:stir stir stir:
Prawns...god I would kill for some good food stuffs. ARgh!
~cheers