so, fucking cosmoose invites me to dinner the other day, says he has a special treat, as i helped him out lifting some fuel from a shuttle that came into hangar 23 a while back. i get all excited, as the last proper meal i had wasn't exactly the relaxing dinner i had planned.
i get over to his berth, we have some drinks, shoot the shit. he brings out the dinner... it's fucking space monkey, served five ways... fried, boiled, rare, irradiated and zapped. un-fucking-believable. he knows i'm buddies with shitzilla. he knows my feelings on the way people treat the monkeys, and yet he still has the fucking balls to serve me this shit?
and didn't bother to poach it either, which everyone knows is the best way to serve monkey! what an asshole!
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