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"SSC26-Cyborgs at dinner"

I walk out the house, and close the door. Going down to the restaurant for my every Friday, Lamb Chop and chips. I walk in to the restaurant and go and sit, down on my table that I reserve every time. I look down sadly at the table and just stare at the menu. But I know what I’m having anyway a nice juicy Lamb Chop and some crispy chips. A waiter comes over to me and I tell him what I want. I sit there and wait feeling unhappy.My name is Mike. I never been the same after my wife left. But she only left because she thought I was too miserable, and we always use to have lots of arguments.

So I sit there then I heard footsteps coming over to my table. A waiter was bringing over my lamb chop and chips. Before I could start chomping on my delicious Lamb chop. There was a smash through the restaurant window I looked to the side a Cyborg had smashed through the restaurant Window it had, a whole Robot Body and hard sharp fingers, they were so thick they could rip someone's eye out in one hard stab. I really wanted to finish off my Lamb Chop; well I mean I wanted to start my Lamb Chop.

But no I couldn't because this Cyborg had turned up. I hid under my table as the Cyborg smashed its way through the Restaurant. I jumped up and picked up my Lamb Chop, taking a huge bite out it first. Then madly throwing it at the Cyborg but he just wiped it off his face and flicked it to the floor. So I grab some chips and ate a couple then flung them at the Cyborg. One went in his mouth and down his throat. I didn't think Cyborgs could really eat chips and I was right the Cyborg started shaking and fell to the floor and stopped he was well dead as a DODO. "Another Lamb Chop here Please Waiter?"

I walk out the house, and close the door. Going down to the restaurant for my every Friday, Lamb Chop and chips. I walk in to the restaurant and go and sit, down on my table that I reserve every time. I look down sadly at the table and just stare at the menu. But I know what I’m having anyway a nice juicy Lamb Chop and some crispy chips. A waiter comes over to me and I tell him what I want. I sit there and wait feeling unhappy.My name is Mike. I never been the same after my wife left. But she only left because she thought I was too miserable, and we always use to have lots of arguments.

So I sit there then I heard footsteps coming over to my table. A waiter was bringing over my lamb chop and chips. Before I could start chomping on my delicious Lamb chop. There was a smash through the restaurant window I looked to the side a Cyborg had smashed through the restaurant Window it had, a whole Robot Body and hard sharp fingers, they were so thick they could rip someone's eye out in one hard stab. I really wanted to finish off my Lamb Chop; well I mean I wanted to start my Lamb Chop.

But no I couldn't because this Cyborg had turned up. I hid under my table as the Cyborg smashed its way through the Restaurant. I jumped up and picked up my Lamb Chop, taking a huge bite out it first. Then madly throwing it at the Cyborg but he just wiped it off his face and flicked it to the floor. So I grab some chips and ate a couple then flung them at the Cyborg. One went in his mouth and down his throat. I didn't think Cyborgs could really eat chips and I was right the Cyborg started shaking and fell to the floor and stopped he was well dead as a DODO. "Another Lamb Chop here Please Waiter?"

je t'aime

What the hell?

It's French, bob. And Dodo isn't an acronym.
Still loving the random capitalisation, though. It's like the 18th-19th century all over again.

nevermind.

FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> It's French, bob. And Dodo isn't an acronym.
> Still loving the random capitalisation, though. It's like the
> 18th-19th century all over again.

Thank you I knew it was french but what does it mean?

Ho-ho. Loving it lamb chop-chop!

Probably your best story yet though.
Technically, at least.

Now mix the mid-to-firm grasp of the english language with slow-mo, big guns and zombie ninja monkeys and you've got yourself a winner.

Mid-to-firm?

Who are you kidding

I just wanted good odds!