Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151216000203/@comment-3293219-20151219003241

"What's an... Oatmeal?" Kayleigh asked, looking to the professor.

"Urgh... Ghastly stuff, if we ever find a box of it, we can use it as target practice." Dyner winced, remembering its vile texture, even two hundred years after.

"So, what exactly did you bring us back here for? If it's to trial your standard comedy routine, I think there's something to be desired old chap..."