Dud Sea Scrawls The Writing, clearly, is not on the wall!

“Let us go Vegan,” shouted the Chief.

“But I was just getting the taste of my first meat,” protested McMurphy.

“Don’t bite off too much. This is your first time,” the chief warned.

“Yes chief! There is too much meat here,” chorused the asylum.

“But look at all the equipment in this kitchen. Everyone knows how much I like meats,” bemoaned the march hare.

“Duba hua, what do you think?” asked the chief.

“But chief, I heard the march hare is busy taking orders on the phone. Let us talk once he gets back to the kitchen,” opined Duba hua.

“Aarrrgh!! How will I get my purple heart and fourth star this way? I need to keep promoting new trends, dammit!!” shouted the chief.

“A new fad does not a meal make, nor new walls and roof an asylum,” quoth McMurphy. “Now let me enjoy my first cut of prime meat in peace,” he added.

“Where is McMurphy? Where is agent Moulder?” shouted agent Scully.

“Moulder is tied up with finding a rack for the aliens,” added an inmate.

An eerie silence descends on the asylum as the week enters the twilight zone.