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Rabid: If only I'd known things would turn out so unexpectedly!
Rabid: Ants at a picnic is one thing -- but these innumerable SLUGS!!
Rabish: And the cold chicken isn't salted and you brought no salt. Which I mention also because of the relevance to the slugs.
Rabid: Well... fair enough. But I did bring some Dr Quickly Brand Salt-Flavoured Powdered Flavour Powder... in an official branded baggie!!
Rabish: It says "Not for use on slugs"...
<<salt!>>
Rabid: I'm sure that's just something to appease the saline traditionalist lobby.
[[A huge fire.]]
Dr Quickly: Well it's a good thing I was down in my carefully sealed oxygenation chamber when the entire atmosphere inexplicably burned off. But this chicken I brought for lunch lacks... zest.