HURT (ALWAYS ACCEPTING)

[Solomon the Prophet]

"not mine!" Sam says indignantly.

[GoldleafOG]

"But Josh's." mason retorted.

Josh sighed, "Hes not gunna stop until we do, Sam."

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sma pouts, "I don't wanna," he hides his face under a pillow.

[GoldleafOG]

"Fine. Josh, go eat a piece of ham."

"WHAT?!"

[Solomon the Prophet]

"Ham?" Sam asks through teh pillow, "You have HAM?!" Sam sits up looking at mason. "i want ham!"

[GoldleafOG]

"He likes ham?" Josh sniffed, "Im not eating any of that.... Crap."

Mason smiled and stood up, going to the kitchen. He came back with a packet of sliced ham, "Yup."

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sam reaches for it, "Ham!" His eyes bright like a little kid's.

[GoldleafOG]

Josh whined, "Ewwww..." He scooted away as Mason opened the packet.

Mason handed him the open packet.

[Solomon the Prophet]

Sam takes out a slice and noms on it, then frowns in disappointment, This isn't anything like dad's ham, he thought to himself and takes it out of his mouth. "it doesn't . . . taste good . . ."

[GoldleafOG]

Mason shrugged, "I dunno what you mean. It's organic."

Josh poked Mason in the chest, "It's Evil to kill innocent pigs like that!"