Drowning.

Animal, Mineral, And Vegetable met around a fire to discuss, oh fuck it, something. Needless to say there was much alcohol involved.

Vegetable spoke up first, being the currently most powerful of the three. Things had quickly escalated past the point where pleasantries could be exchanged. Vegetable "spoke up" by shutting the fuck up because nobody really thinks you're all that clever anyway and they just laugh at you behind your back as you stumble over words and basic concepts and struggle to make a coherent point that is at best pedantic and overtly offensive. You're a fucking clown, and you know it. Just hide back at the bar with your beer, sulk, and distract yourself with whatever is playing on the monitors in the background. These girls here are out of your league, and all the guys here are douche-bags, anyway. Nobody likes you.

Eventually Animal weighs in. Animal is full of teeth, possibly MADE of teeth, and he can scream and howl. AND HE TOTALLY WANTS EVERYONE THE FUCK TO KNOW THIS. Animal wants to hurt things. Animal will suddenly tell people "how he's always felt", even when that feeling is less than an hour old, just to hurt them. He makes you look like a douche-bag, making barely tolerable advances to any cute little thing that gives you a bit of attention, as you stink of booze and desperation. Everyone knows you're a disgusting pigshit anyway. And everyone can also just EAT A MOTHERFUCKING DICK ANYWAY BECAUSE YOU NEVER LIKED THEM ANYWAY. ANYWAY. FUCK THEM. Then again, you may get laid out of this nauseating spectacle. You disgusting pigshit.

Mineral is just there. He's always there. He watches, with you, in horror as Animal wreaks havoc. He frets, with you, about all the things unsaid and opportunities lost by Vegetable. He waits for the occasional person that can speak to him (and you) directly, unfortunately realizing that the other two will scare them off sooner or later. They always do; it's like they were programmed to do so.

Unfortunately, these days Mineral will get discouraged enough to drop out of the conversation entirely, and let the other two take over completely. It's your loss.