OOC: Fuzzle bites... I can't remember if I thought those up in my fan-fic or if they're official Oddworld food.
IC: 'A loaf of bread would really do me good right about now. Not to mention it doesn't sound like he's trying to sell me it, but rather give it.' Garit thought. "Alright well's lets go and have a look at that basement." Garit said as he stood up, walked out the door and waited for the clakker. He realized that he hadn't paid for the drink, but the bartender did not seem to be in a state to ask for paying. Even if he was, Garit only had so much money.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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