<wonders whether barbecued lettuce counts as food but points nem to a stack of courgette, onion, tomato and pepper kebabs already skewered but not yet cooked>

<takes a tomato and pepper kebab and adds chicken, hopes it isn't one of Skids' lactating chickens as there are probably some very curious scientists who might be a bit miffed at the consumption of their special chickens>

<Ponders how suckulent a milky chicken would be>

(on the subject of chickens, I have decided to look into adopting a couple of 'retired' battery chickens as the class seem to be quite passionate about them and now we have the space and a chicken house...)

<wonders if battery chickens lay electric eggs?>

No, they lay AAAs

?

<beats head against table>

<thinks that is a cracking question to ask the class, could get them to draw robot chickens on the computer and print the out!>

<unleashes Cowathor, homicidal bovine-at-large of the ages>

<he shan't be stopped>

<is going to be eating beef for supper now>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<calmly stops Cowathor, homicidal bovine-at-large of the ages with a large pile of grass and a friendly cow with long eyelashes>

<builds a bee hive and waits for the bees to move in>

<Cowathor is immune to your bribery, for was recently fed a live child, and also, had you not noticed, is *Cow*athor, not Bullathor>

<Ha *Ha*!>

<points out that just because a bovine is a lady cow, this does not preclude liking of other cows with long lashes>

<continues to raise her hive of mutant attack bees>

<wonders if that is taking freedom of choice a little too far>

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

<feels that her mutant attack bees are well within the freedom of choice range>

<believes that once she has a swarm of mutant attack bees at her command, no-one is going to argue>

<feeds the bees deadly nightshade pollen>

<cackles>

<sweeps up poisoned bees>

<Sets fire to something to smoke out the bees. Not *just* to get attention.>

<munches chocolate cake and observes rapidly esculating hostilities from a safe distance>

<tips poisoned bees onto fire to enjoy the lovely popping sound>

<moves rapidly from vicinity of hive just in case there are still some unpoisoned bees in there>

<rescues her bees>

<points out that it is unlucky to kill bees>

<points out that it is extremely unlucky to try to kill poisonous mutant killer bees with long memories and a bad disposition>

<points out that bees were killed by being fed poison. I only swept them up>

<wonders who poisoned them and so should fear for her life...........>