fandomtownies | Syndulla Scrap; Tuesday [08/06].

Well, today, much like yesterday, was seeming pretty normal, although Wayne was sort of questioning the whole concept of normal and what that meant and how the fuck he didn't even know anymore, but he did know that there was no possible way this was what Uncle Eddie had in mind when he sent Wayne out here to experience a bit more of the world outside of Letterkenny.

For all he knew right now, he actually wasn't experiencing the world outside of Letterkenny at all, and might be in some sort of coma and this was all just some messed up dream, thanks for putting that little nugget in his brain, Nina, but at least that made more sense than your cooking.

Either way, potentially being stuck in a coma and plagued by weird fever dreams of pixels and weird contageious fish diseases and whatever else have you was no reason to not go to work and do your job. In fact, going to work and doing your job was a good way to try and get your mind off the idea that you might be potentially stuck in a coma and plagued by weird fever dreams, even if most of your work just consisted of moving things from here to here.

He was mostly just glad that his weird fever dreams could still involved at least a bit of chorin'.

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