Talk:Gift Dragon/@comment-90.202.218.109-20121223230805/@comment-5590121-20121224041017

You know, I've tasted many slices of dragon before. I even worked in a restaurant before that served it as a main dish. Ah, those were the days...

5 years ago, in that very restaurant, my stupid boss decided to hire an even more stupid cook. And of course, I got to get paired up with him for "Let's Annoy the Head Chef Day!' Gah, I hated those jerks. I was just too upper class for them, so they picked on me the entire time. Well, we were in the kitchen, and some Mexican dude came in and ordered a Cactus Dragon loaf. I hated preparing Cactus bread, with all the thorns and whatnot. Well, this idiot stumbles in, drunk off his touche, and goes headfirst into the dragon pit where we keep the cuisine. He wrestles down a Cactus Dragon and brings it up, but it's spitting and snarling and biting his hand off. We fight with it for a while and finally get the loaf finished, when he yells, "DOI HOI, let's make toast!" and jams a spiky slice in the toaster. That idiot, how did he not know that dragon bread is prone to exploding when heated?

Welp, that's how I ended up in the local hospital recovering for the next 12 years, and I'm still reduced to a head, torso, and amputated limbs. I type by smashing my head on the keyboard.