Jail Cell Mee

[memezillamods]

The Jail Cell Meme

 
"What are you in for?"

Maybe you've only been arrested, or you've been convicted. 
Holding cell, prison cell, your choice.
There's now bars between you and the outside world.
Hope you like your cell mate.
And your guards.

Comments

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Chow, meanwhile, is just going to slump on the counter while he listens to the coffee brew. The smell may be the only thing keeping him conscious.]



Guess I should go for somethin' easy on the stomach...

[of_the_rat_variety]

[There's a damn good reason it's called 'The Deadman's Surprise'. The surprise being that you're not dead in the morning.]

Good idea.

[stoogesofsanfran]

And this is why I don't drink nothin' that strong, even when I ain't playin' babysitter.



[Chow doesn't have the energy left to speak. Instead he's just going to raise a hand to silently flip Ratso off.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

Remind me to spike your drink.

[stoogesofsanfran]

And then who's gonna cook breakfast, if I'm hungover too?

[As he says that, the smell of scrambled eggs starts wafting from his frying pan.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

Normally my job anyway. [Seeing him drunk sounds amusing though.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

And you don't seem in no condition to do it.

[of_the_rat_variety]

I've done it in worse condition.

[stoogesofsanfran]

An' did it turn out any good?

[And now the smell of toast.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

Yes. Was good as the fucking I just had.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Yuck, I don't wanna hear nothin' about that where it's gotta do with Chow.

[of_the_rat_variety]

His tongue is surprisingly skilled. [You basically asked for that.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[This is where he covers his ears while waiting for the toast.]

Nope, I ain't listening!



[This is also where Finn starts weakly looking for anything he can use to cover his head with. Oh for a pillow...]

[of_the_rat_variety]

[There are plenty of pillows about, so Finn is in luck.] More talented in other areas. Not the best, but I'd hit it again.

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Oh look, coffee done. Pouring himself some of that and taking a swallow, black.]

Then maybe we could have a victory party when we's done feedin' Drago his own tail, if ya catch my drift.



[Oh look pillow. It's now a hat. And earmuffs.]

I'm not hearing this...

[of_the_rat_variety]

We could use his tail.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Nah, dragon skin's rough as shit. Might make some good sandpaper, though.

[of_the_rat_variety]

Mmm. Probably good for some kind of spell.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Probably. 'Specially 'cause he's also a demon. Or half demon? He looks a hell've a lot more like a human than his old man, anyways.

[of_the_rat_variety]

[Awkward topic change: Go!] So that breakfast?

[stoogesofsanfran]

I think we're gonna have ta get Ratso back from La La Land fer that.

[of_the_rat_variety]

Should get on that then.

[Meanwhile she's going to get herself some coffee and tap Finn on the shoulder to let him know the sex storm has passed.]

[stoogesofsanfran]

[Chow's solution for Ratso covering his ears? Kick him in the side of the leg.]

Oy, Ratso. Finish up already, we're hungry.



You guys better not be gross over breakfast.



Mrphhh...

[Nope, he likes it under here. It's dark and quiet.]

[of_the_rat_variety]

[Fine, he can stay there. She's getting her coffee,] I'll try not to, so we can get on with the dragon hunting.

[stoogesofsanfran]

Good. So, you gots any tea or somethin' for Finn? He ain't gonna get up without some kinda caffeine, and coffee'd make him puke right now.



Tin foil stomach, I swear.