Thursday, March 17, 2011
24:15 Lunchroom Barbarians
They pour over the rise in a ragged line, eyes glazed and staring off into the middle distance. As they advance, various articles fall from their hands and backs; shoes, packs, jackets, papers, and unidentifiable plastic bits clog up the pathway, only to be trampled unseen by those following close behind.
A low and insistent moan issues from their mouths and the atmosphere becomes dangerously charged. Half a dozen of them break off from the horde and fling open the door of a small unassuming dwelling, trammeling the stairs, and swarming the inhabitants.
The Lunchroom Barbarians are home and they are hungry.
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