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[laurelin_kit]

It started out well enough.

me: I'm going to make a test run of my London broil for Thanksgiving sometime soon.
I need people's opinion, and I trust the residents of your apartment to tell me the truth and give suggestions. Would you like some free food maybe next week or this week or something?
Grant: Most certainly.

Then it took a swift turn for the worse.

Grant:I decided I would make a sweet potato pie
me: NOOOO
I WAS GOING TO
Grant: FUCK YOU IT'S MINE
me: HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?
Grant: FUCK OFF
me: NOOOOOO
Grant: FUCK
OFF
me: NONONONONO
Grant: FUCKCKKKVCKV
OFF
me: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Grant: No, seriously, fuck off my fucking pie
me: I'll make ANOTHER pie!
A BETTER PIE!
Grant: PIE OFF
me: PIE OFF
Grant: ROUND ONE, FIGHT
me: PIE OFF PIE OFF PIE OFF