Harris wakes up refreshed and ready for another party. He really wants to throw a feast party AND attend a party, but because throwing a party is worth more I chose that. Plus with toddlers and a shut in for a Grandmother, we need to keep things close to home.
Harris also rolls the want to serve a homemade meal to his guests. I figure burgers will be safe... right? Everyone loves burgers.
Harris also rolls the want to serve a homemade meal to his guests. I figure burgers will be safe... right? Everyone loves burgers.
I have a horrible suspicion that things are not going to go well... but he has level 6 cooking skills so... it should be fine right?
Hmm...
"Oh Dear God!!! And the Guests are here!!" He calls for pizza, but still hopes that his guests will enjoy his homecooked meal.
"I think there is something wrong with the dishwasher.... maybe we should get Irene to fix it? She did a really great job last time!"
No. Just no. You wash dishes by hand now until someone wishes to fix it or replace it.
No. Just no. You wash dishes by hand now until someone wishes to fix it or replace it.
"Hey buddy, Chris Alvarado-Daxosi! I made this for you."
"Oh... thanks man....................."
"Eat it."
"Yeah... I'm just going to take it into the kitchen."
"Oh... thanks man....................."
"Eat it."
"Yeah... I'm just going to take it into the kitchen."
Turning to Jeremie Grant-Beaker
"Don't! Don't talk to Harris right now. Keep walking... He'll make you take one of these rancid burgers."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing man! Just going to sit down and enjoy this awesome burger!"
"Don't! Don't talk to Harris right now. Keep walking... He'll make you take one of these rancid burgers."
"What did you say?"
"Nothing man! Just going to sit down and enjoy this awesome burger!"
To his credit he manfully eats the entire thing, only gagging a few times.
"Hey, how was it?"
"You know, I think I like grilled cheese better."
"You know, I think I like grilled cheese better."
Layla breaks out the guitar to liven up the party, this is a good thing because Harris really wants to have an awesome party but he's too busy harrassing his guests to play for them.
Click! Click!
Click! Click!
"Hey, did you just take pictures of my wife?"
"Nope.... nope.. just ah... checking my messages..."
"Nope.... nope.. just ah... checking my messages..."
Chris swallows down some cake to cover the taste of burnt burger. He's maybe wishing that he had never come to this party.
The end of the party comes and the guests leave happily having had another epic time at one of Harris' parties. Despite the fact that he didn't meet the wish to serve his guests a homecooked meal. Layla and Harris both fall into bed exhaustedly for a nap.
Harris naps away with the smell of victory, and pie, in his nose.