faehnrichI woke up to a message from an unknown sender that was just a time and place.
No way do I trust this.
No way do I trust this.
Mapping software says the coordinates are below the galley of one of the ships.
I think the time is around lunch tomorrow.
Ok I'm going to check out this mysterious meeting.
If no one hears from me for a while, check the compost bins for a body.
If no one hears from me for a while, check the compost bins for a body.
So I show up at the location to find Marles and some others. (Marles sent the message, I just don't have her info saved, I never needed it before.)
She hands me an enamel pin of a little guy standing on a sandwich and she says, "Welcome to Sandwich Squad."
We then all eat sandwiches!
Remember how she brought a sandwich on a walk? They're serious about sandwiches.
https://social.intergalactic.computer/@faehnrich/statuses/01K4MNSB3HXQ53TPEDCSF2REF2
She hands me an enamel pin of a little guy standing on a sandwich and she says, "Welcome to Sandwich Squad."
We then all eat sandwiches!
Remember how she brought a sandwich on a walk? They're serious about sandwiches.
https://social.intergalactic.computer/@faehnrich/statuses/01K4MNSB3HXQ53TPEDCSF2REF2
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My friend Marles and I are on a spacewalk, and we take a break. We're in the shuttle and I pull out the usual spacewalk snacks, some scop and granola bars. She pulls out a whole dang sandwich. Bread, lettuce, everything. I just look at her and say why don't people usually bring sandwiches, t...