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“I don’t know, Bork, this doesn’t look right,” the taller, bulkier orc admitted.
“You think too much, Torc,” the lankier and leaner Bork scoffed. The two orcs had situated themselves at the edge of a swamp, a crude construction laid out before them.
“But Mom said human doesn’t even taste good,” Torc reminded. “Orcs eating humans is just…what’s the word? Human prop-or-gunda?”
“If Mom told you to jump off a bridge, would you do it?” Bork snorted.
“N-no?” Torc scratched his head. “I still think your human trap doesn’t look right.”
“So suddenly turtle-brained Torc is an expert on humans, huh?” Bork spat. “If you’re going be such a lily-livered dunce about this, then leave. I’ll keep all the human for myself.”
“But, are you sure that’s what humans eat?” Torc asked.
“Torc, Torc, how many times do I have to explain it,” Bork shook his head. “Trolls are bigger than Orcs, so they eat Orcs. Orcs are bigger than humans, so they eat humans. Humans are bigger than Gnomes, so they eat Gnomes. It’s the basic food chain.”
“If you say so,” Torc still wasn’t convinced as he laid eyes on their captured “gnome.” Tork didn’t know the name for it, but he was sure this wasn’t a gnome, or at least the kind of gnome Bork thought it was. The plastic garden gnome sitting on the plate beneath the crude cage trap would certainly not be drawing in hungry humans anytime soon.
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You should never let the small details get in the way of the bigger picture.
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