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STORY STATUS: Completed 10/16/05
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"Got a bone in yours, Daniel?" Jack slapped his friend on the back.
"I do not believe there are bones in meatloaf."
"That's what it's supposed to be." Daniel muttered having finally cleared his airway.
"There aren't, T. It's just an expression."
"Ha ha, very funny guys. There's nothing wrong with my meatloaf. Daniel just took too big of a bite."
"Carter, he barely took a baby sized bite."
"Fine. Next time one of you cook," Carter said looking royally pissed.
"Daniel, call for take out."
Teal'c got up and dumped his food in the garbage.
Jack poked at his. "It would make a good puck."
"Ouch!"
THE END