[001 || Written]

[serving_love]

- Booze
- So much shitty booze
- Wine
- Cornmeal
- Rice
- Meat
- Meat
- Fucking more meat — dammit, Luffy
- Lemons / Limes
- Oranges...
- Nami-san ♡

[The start of what looks like a grocery list abruptly cuts off as 1) Sanji gets...distracted, and 2) he remembers this isn't just scrap paper and other people will see it. Shit. He skips further down the page.]




So...how many of you guys getting ready to set sail actually know what the hell to do once you're out at sea?

And how many of you stocked up properly, fucking hell.

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[voice]

[justguidelines]

[You hear this? This is the voice of a man who is entirely too amused for his own good.]

Well, I certainly do with ye luck with your search for this Candy Mountain, then. Though...One could always suppose it's a place as cannot be found, unless ye already know where it is.

[voice]

[allendsmeat]

[you're a really weird guy, you know]

Oh, thanks! And if that's the case we'll just find where it is.

[and even if they don't, the'll have a lot of adventures looking and maybe finding cool old maps and cool old people with good directions or something like an eternal pose except maybe it's a candy cane.

In either case...]

Good luck to you, too, old guy!

[voice]

[justguidelines]

[He's giving himself a headache, rolling his eyes.]

I don't need luck, as I have the skill.

[And...Closing the book, the end, no more, he needs a drink.]