[his mad eating skills... yes, that's still a thing. Jyushimatsu ponders that for a moment before popping back up. as mad as he is about losing his money to this dude, he... has a bit of respect for him, too. because Crowley ate pancakes really fast. and that was cool.
so, when the next stack of pancakes come, Jyushimatsu has bounced back to his usually cheerful self, chanting his battle cry] Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle! [and then he's digging into the third stack. he eats the fourth, fifth, and sixth stacks with the same fervor]
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so, when the next stack of pancakes come, Jyushimatsu has bounced back to his usually cheerful self, chanting his battle cry] Hustle, hustle! Muscle, muscle! [and then he's digging into the third stack. he eats the fourth, fifth, and sixth stacks with the same fervor]