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[bratworth]

Greetings, Exsilium. I am Miles Edgeworth and I have an announcement to make. In preparation for Thanksgiving, a silly American holiday where people gorge on turkey and celebrate historical inaccuracies by painting bald eagles with gravy, I have attempted to cook a simple but delicious mashed potatoes dish.

I have failed. It has been less than two hours since I stepped into the kitchen and I have already managed to soil my cravat, stain my vest and slightly singe my sleeves. It will take a lot of effort to rid the delicate embroideries on my vest with the potato bits that have gotten between the threads. It would take more effort to get rid of the stench of curdled milk, failure and shame that now permeates every corner of this kitchen.

I must now admit that I am not only a failure in the kitchen but also a failure as a man. I am a foolish fool who can not foolishly comprehend recipes so simple even a fool of the utmost foolishness can foolishly cook. I submit myself to your mockery, Exsilium. I deserve to be punished for my incompetence.

That is all.

[ Note: Franziska von Karma was here. Miles Edgeworth smells.

Franziska has hi-jacked her brother's communicator. She wrote this entire post. Expect tags from Franziska pretending to be Edgeworth, Edgeworth, and Franziska... probably. ]

Comments

[Text]

[strategic_guile]

Ahahahaha...!

I didn't know you were into masochism and self-depreciating humor.

video;

[bratworth]

[ After getting his tablet back: ]

I'm not. This is just someone's idea of a joke.

[Text]

[strategic_guile]

Oh, a person with an actual sense of humor. I hope it rubs off on you, Edgeworth.

permvid;

[bratworth]

There's nothing humorous about posting something like this.

permatext;

[strategic_guile]

oh? why isnt there? 'specially if it was as spectacular a kitchen failure as im imagining

do you want cooking lessons?

[bratworth]

There was no failure.

[ yes there was... ]

[strategic_guile]

so you have a bowl of mashed potatoes steamy 'n delicious and not a bowl of inedible mush?

[bratworth]

I'm working on it.

[ Technically correct - the best kind of correct! ]

[strategic_guile]

which means the first few times were...?

**unsatisfactory**

[bratworth]

No, it simply means that I'm not finished yet.

[strategic_guile]

how long have you been working on your mashed potatoes?

[bratworth]

A couple of hours. I've had some distractions. [ Franziska. ]

[strategic_guile]

you know its not supposed to take more than 20-30 minutes right?

are you growing the potatoes youre using?

[bratworth]

I just told you that there were some distractions. A couple of hours have passed since we started.

[strategic_guile]

what else are you making besides mashed potatoes?

[bratworth]

Did I say that there was something else?

[strategic_guile]

that was the only explanation i could think of for the two hour long process of mashed potatoes distractions or not

[bratworth]

These distractions were very... distracting.

[strategic_guile]

less exploding pots and ruined cravats and more of what kind of distractions?

[text; franziska on edgeworth's communicator]

[perfectionisms]

Now you know. And knowing is half the battle.

[Text]

[strategic_guile]

whats the other half of this battle, edgeworth

[perfectionisms]

The punishment.

[strategic_guile]

for whoever makes the mistake of eating it?

[perfectionisms]

Do you think we could use it as a weapon?

[ she's sort of serious, by the way]

[strategic_guile]

maybe but if theyre that bad you should get someone else to do it