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Jail Cell Mee
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.
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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.]
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And you don't seem in no condition to do it.
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An' did it turn out any good?
[And now the smell of toast.]
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Yuck, I don't wanna hear nothin' about that where it's gotta do with Chow.
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[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...]
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[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...
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Nah, dragon skin's rough as shit. Might make some good sandpaper, though.
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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.
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I think we're gonna have ta get Ratso back from La La Land fer that.
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[Meanwhile she's going to get herself some coffee and tap Finn on the shoulder to let him know the sex storm has passed.]
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[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.]
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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.
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[Muffled noises of complaint! But getting a look at what she threw at him does manage to motivate him to his feet so he can shuffle toward the sink. It's like watching a zombie make tea...]
There, breakfast's ready.
[As he puts a big pan of fluffy, lightly seasoned scrambled eggs and a plate stacked with buttered toast on the table.]
'Bout time. Coffee ain't that much of a miracle drink.
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It'd be kinda weird after havin' had demon powers, anyway.
Like you wasn't the least evil Oni ever. I bet Jade's dog was scarier'n you.
[What Chow is doing could be better described as 'piling' eggs onto his plate.]
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