Whilst playing whist in the Antarctic shivering in the tent,you realise that food is running low, the ponies were eaten by oates* and you decide it's time to hit the overide.

Instantly you take command of all their exo's cutting off all their radio communication with base. Audio out is a loop of"I'm just going for a walk, I may be some time"and they all troop out of the tent into a wintery doom.

This leaves you to scoff all the Kendal Mint cake and wait for rescue.

* Who could of imagined such a ravening outbreak of carnivorous Avena Sativa in the Antarctic?

**I know this a bit of a tangent, but did any of the Martians on the way to Horsell Common say the equivalent of "Are we there yet?"
-- not_morrison_rm, Nov 10 2018

// ravening outbreak of carnivorous Avena Sativa //

Did you have a rye smile on your face when you wrote that ?
-- 8th of 7, Nov 10 2018


I have not had a Kendall mint cake since the 20th century! Delicious!
-- beanangel, Nov 11 2018



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