Chapter 251 - >Main recording 3 (2/2)

B1: Oh shut up you shits! It's 3 years okay? JUst 3 years older!

B4: that much difference is pretty big chief-here

[hands them something]

[B1 grumbles as they unscrew something]

[things quiet down aside from general eating noises]

[B5 let's outa sigh]

B5: anyone got any biscuits?

B2: I think I still have a few stashed away...?

B1: well bring them here!

[B2 giggles as footsteps is heard]

B2: [distantly] you all owe me more next time!

B1: [snorts] s'not our fault that they didn't send up biscuits this week.

B4: guessing they want us to get used to whatever new fucking formula they used.

B5: oh thank FUCK it wasn't just me. I thought I was going crazy, it tastes /worse/ than usual right? Like I thought the usual mixture was pretty damn bad but this taste like what goes in and out of a kid.

B4: Must be really bad if it knocks something like that into your memory, i'm surprised you even remember what a kid /was/.

B5: [snickers] oh come on, it's hasn't been that long!

[footsteps]

B5: would you rather I say it looks like what goes through the waste room?

B2: [mockingly gags] 5 why the hell would you remind me of that.

[The sound of plastic is heard as B2 hands everyone something]

[More rustling of plastic and several grunts of struggle]

B1: Come on kids, let's /not/ talk about shit while we still have biscuits yes? It's times like these that I remember that i'm older. Who talks about shit while eating anyway?

B2: [giggles] Don't you know oldie? it's the way us youngins talk now.

B1: [Their grumbling is muffled by whatever they are eating]

B1: [gulps] I'm just saying! Can we not spoil our food? save the shit talking for later, this time quite literally?

B5: [laughs as they pat B1's back] Sure sure gramps.

B1: [groans]

[the group continues to eat and make small talk]

>recording max