[372A High Street:]
Lance: Zweihänder replied.
Arthur: (looks up from the kitchen island) What'd he say?
Lance: Fried chicken, fries, spaghetti, ice cream, cake, at ticket sa Star City. Star City burned down so that's invalid now.
Arthur: Roast chicken > fried chicken
Lance: Roast chicken then. And then fries?
Arthur: Yes but what if instead of a julienne or a French cut, we mashed those potatoes?
Lance: You really want that mashed potato, don't you?
Arthur: Badly.
Futhark: Ano na pong gagawin natin?
Lance: Coffee jelly, roasted chicken, and mashed potatoes, that's it.
Arthur: (whistles)
Fenrir: (arrives, wearing a blanket as a cape) Woof!
Arthur: We're harvesting potatoes, Fenrir.
Fenrir: (leaves then comes back with a trowel and a small bucket)
Arthur: Leave the mashed potatoes to us. (marches to the garden with Fenrir)
Lance: I just remembered there's a whole chicken somewhere...
Futhark: Para po sa roasted chicken? Puro breast at thigh part po 'yung nasa ref.
Lance: No, like a whole chicken.
Futhark: Ahh... sa cabinet n'yo po?
Lance: A REAL LIVE WHOLE ASS CHICKEN, FUTHARK.
Futhark: SA CABINET N'YO PO?!
Lance:
Lance:
Lance: You're lucky I didn't have anything to throw at you.
Futhark: (whispers) M-May manok nga po kayo sa cabinet n'yo...?
Lance: I'm calling Laevateinn.
After a while...
Laevateinn: There are chickens roaming the road. Fenrir and I play with them every morning.
Lance: Yes, now can you catch one?
Laevateinn: Are you going to play with them too?
Lance: No, we're go-
Laevateinn: Ferdinand is the best chicken to play with.
Lance: You named them all?
Laevateinn: Yes.
Lance:
Lance: Futhark marunong kang manghuli ng manok?
Futhark: Opo, pero kung may pangalan 'yung mga manok...
Laevateinn: They help me garden too. And we once took a bath in the nearby river together.
Lance: Nearby river... The nearest river here is a mile away.
Laevateinn: We had so much fun in that trip, I love them so much.
Lance & Futhark:
Lance & Futhark:
Futhark: Sir Lance, ano na po.
Lance: Should we ask the other Lukas-
Laevateinn: Why, what do you want with the chickens?
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