[While Toshizo brings out the big guns--attempting to claw his way up Saitou's legs because he's not letting him off this easily, no sir--Hijikata shakes his head, almost in pity, and continues moving down the aisle. He spots a bag of "pizza rolls" and this time actually removes it from the freezer and studies the pictures disapprovingly.]
True, but there's hardly any Japanese food here at all. [They might be forced to consume foreign garbage at some point in the future ugh.]
you make me handel's messiah, C. it's a verb now
True, but there's hardly any Japanese food here at all. [They might be forced to consume foreign garbage at some point in the future ugh.]