(ooc: Is three a crowd?)<br/><br/>Aaron couldn't hold in the laughter any longer as he watched the demonic dog trample everyone and anyone in his path, despite his owners best efforts.<br/><br/>He finally decides to eat his dinner he brought as he sits in the shade of an old oak tree.  As he pulls his chicken and fries out of the KFC bag, the wind begins to gust from behind him blowing his black hair and the smell of fried chicken eastward toward the pshycotic dog.<br/><br/>I grab a gulp of Mountain Dew and have a bite of a thigh when out of the corner of my eye I see Diablo's eyes and nose zero in on my take-out.  I stop chewing and can only think to myself, "Shouldn't have laughed, f*&$!%n' karma."