It's getting steamy in the kitchen - but it's tempers, not a pot, that's boiling over.
Sree is cooking a pre-eviction dinner, but Halfwit has issues with his liberal use of garlic. Seems Sree has put in a few too many cloves for Halfwit's liking.
"Let's just put half the garlic back so we can have some for the rest of the week," suggested Halfwit.
"Don't eat my brain, you'r eating my brain," snapped back Sree.
"We have five more days," continued Halfwit. "Other people want to cook with garlic. It's really simple."
"Freddie, don't test my patience," fumed Sree, waving his wooden spoon.
"You say you respect the people, so respect people's right to flavour their food," continued Halfwit, not letting go.
"No. You are selfish with your food..." started Sree.
"What are you talking about?" replied Halfwit, outraged. Well, as outraged as a slowly speaking peace-lover can be. "Are you living in a differnt universe?"
"Well anyway," said Sree, turning away. "Leave me alone." Just then Lisa arrived and Sree told her what was going on. Kris and Charlie looked on from the other side of the kitchen, not saying a word but clearly intrigued.
Then Lisa got involved. "I'm not getting involved" she said, counting the garlic. "Look there's enough there to last a week."
"What, five cloves of garlic to last five days?" asked Halfwit, astonished.
"Oh, OK then," she said, before shuffling off.
The pair continued going at each other - to-ing and fro-ing until Halfwit eventually walked off.
That'll be the bleak reality of basic rations kicking in, then...
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Trust Sree to get lisa to wipe his ass for him
Sree is cooking a pre-eviction dinner, but Halfwit has issues with his liberal use of garlic. Seems Sree has put in a few too many cloves for Halfwit's liking.
"Let's just put half the garlic back so we can have some for the rest of the week," suggested Halfwit.
"Don't eat my brain, you'r eating my brain," snapped back Sree.
"We have five more days," continued Halfwit. "Other people want to cook with garlic. It's really simple."
"Freddie, don't test my patience," fumed Sree, waving his wooden spoon.
"You say you respect the people, so respect people's right to flavour their food," continued Halfwit, not letting go.
"No. You are selfish with your food..." started Sree.
"What are you talking about?" replied Halfwit, outraged. Well, as outraged as a slowly speaking peace-lover can be. "Are you living in a differnt universe?"
"Well anyway," said Sree, turning away. "Leave me alone." Just then Lisa arrived and Sree told her what was going on. Kris and Charlie looked on from the other side of the kitchen, not saying a word but clearly intrigued.
Then Lisa got involved. "I'm not getting involved" she said, counting the garlic. "Look there's enough there to last a week."
"What, five cloves of garlic to last five days?" asked Halfwit, astonished.
"Oh, OK then," she said, before shuffling off.
The pair continued going at each other - to-ing and fro-ing until Halfwit eventually walked off.
That'll be the bleak reality of basic rations kicking in, then...
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Trust Sree to get lisa to wipe his ass for him
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