Day 9


Curiosity killed the Mahlon.


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I couldn't help myself today. I had to find out if the black sludge from within the chicken was hardened, or still soft. The stinkymate found a suitable stick, and we began the probe.

The stinkymate barely touched the vile substance before it issued a small belching sound. We reeled backwards, horrified that the chicken had actually made noise.

The black stuff was only black on the outside. The inside bubbled up and enveloped the end of the stick with dark green matter.


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And I thought the smell was bad on the outside. The stinkymate and I released a gas so incredibly potent, I fear I have been rendered permanently sterile.

The biggest maggot grubs I have ever seen swarmed over the stick, diving in and out of the green goop they called home.

As all this was taking place, a wasp landed on my foot, prompting me to instinctively yell and kick my foot around. I managed to launch the sandal I was wearing approximately 15-20 feet towards the playground.

So much for trying to not call attention to our actions.