Surreal Cereal and Throwback Thursday #18

Somewhere on the ‘net this happened:

SB: “Doesn’t everyone eat leftover dessert for breakfast?
Aren’t waffles and crepes and pancakes simply non-leftover breakfast dessert?
Not to mention the candy in ‘cereal’ boxes.”

Orvan: “The cereal aisle is a perhaps the most common place where the .. walls of Reality… are… Rather Thin. It’s pretty amazing there aren’t many, many tales of Things Happening in cereal aisles… especially during… off… hours.”

SB: “Going to organize an anthology of Cereal Aisle Tales?”

Orvan: “First, I’d need authors for that. And I haven’t yet worked out how to bribe/conspire with muses.”

Sarah: “You know a ton of authors from conventions, and most people like your ox self.”

Orvan: “I fear I am FAR too sober for this. And I should NOT have another drink.”

Orvan: “Porn Cops and Whini Meats.. hrmm.. damnit, I have a title.”

JR: “That kind of book?”

Orvan: “No. That’d be the Minotaur Romance thing…. whose contents I shall deny.
Unless such makes me look Good, of course. ♉”

SB: (in response to I fear I am FAR too sober for this. And I should NOT have another drink.) * Pours for ox *

Orvan: “Bou yastard!”

SB: “Maybe it’s water?”

Orvan: “Ox slow. Ox not THAT slow.”

SB: “You’ll have to try it to be sure!”

Orvan: