“I don’t want any of your food, I just ain’t seen a hamburger in I don’t know when.” Farley said.
“And you won’t see another one! Now how did you get back in here?” Charlie said regaining some of his composure.
“That’s kind of hard to explain, sort of like those two hamburgers.” Farley countered trying to get the attention off his breaking and entering and the amazing fact someone actually had what looked like a pre-processed burger in this post apocalyptic world.
Everyone eyed each other suspiciously for a moment not wanting to show their hand before Feng started up on her diatribe about “No Hamburger for Farley” and he should leave soon etc. before Farley finally relented and told them he had thought the place was abandoned and had busted the lock on the front gate.
“That’s bad, very
