"I guess all this rain must be good news for the trees," said Tony.
"Good for the trees, not good for the boxes," said Franklin. "Got anything to eat?"
Tony slapped his forehead. "Damn! We did have some cheese balls. We were planning to save them. You know, in case the truck broke down or we hit a moose or something."
"Yeah," I said. "Tony was figuring on painting the truck with the dust."
Franklin just grunted.
"You know what I think it is?" said Tony. "I think it's boredom. We didn't really need to eat those crisps. Or at least I didn't. It would have been far more sensible to save them for when we were really hungry."
"Or hit that moose," I said.
"Exactly!"
"I don't really like cheese balls," said Franklin. "I do like moose jerky, though."
"No moose jerky," said Tony, "but we do have some epoxy. If you let it set for a bit it would be about the same consistency."
"And probably the same nutritional value," I added.
"Nonsense," said Franklin. "Jerky is good for you. It's meat, isn't it?"
"Well, I guess it's got to be better than cheese balls," I said.
"Moose has only dried up old dead animal in it," said Tony. "Cheese balls have cheese. Everyone knows cheese is good for you. And they've got something else as well. Can't remember what, though."
"Balls?" said Franklin.
"Exactly right," Tony said. "Cheese and balls - cheese balls. Balls must be good for you. They create life."
"This is all irrelevant," I said. "We don't have either. All we've got is epoxy. And why should it matter? We're not hungry anyway."
"I'm hungry," said Franklin.
"Well go kill something then," I said. "You can dry the meat out on the engine block and you'll have all the jerky you want."
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