Well, it HAS been a rather long time since you last ate. "Don't mind if I do!" you say, wriggling your fingers.
CircleHunter: "Go back to the work room and eat a weenie."


GOODNESS YOU FORGOT HOW GOOD WEENIES ARE IT'S LIKE THE WORLD IS EXPLODING AROUND YOU IN A FLURRY OF EUPHORIA MIXED WITH THE TENDER TOUCH OF AN ANGEL'S RAINBOW. HOW YOU LOVE THE SUPPLE TEXTURE AND LEMONY FLAVOR A- wait

EUGH. You spit it out. You forgot that those were the weenies that you cleaned off earlier with windex or something.