Yummy!

( Puromycin has a serious case of the munchies, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:03, archived)

mmm, delicious
the contents of my lunch today
(serge-fabrizio taught the Talk to Frank robot to call him father, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:09, archived)

You were lucky
all I had was a slice of tarmac with NO butter.
( Puromycin has a serious case of the munchies, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:11, archived)

Tarmac?
Ooh la-de-da. I had a handful of dirt and I was glad to get that.
( Bunty Collocks Back form holiday, ready to kick ass!, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:18, archived)

Dirt?
You lucky bastard. We used to dream of a bit of dirt - I always remember that there was one christmas when we were allowed a lick of the dirt-spoon. Those were the days...
( Puromycin has a serious case of the munchies, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:37, archived)

You had it easy
I had to slice my own tarmac, with my teeth. And wash it down with meths.
( Peregrin ., Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:18, archived)

I had a bottle of meths and some pocket lint

( Sheehan forevermore owes Ttssattsr beer, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:20, archived)

i thrust my head into a bucket of broken glass with some force
that was after i ate my macdonalds though
(serge-fabrizio taught the Talk to Frank robot to call him father, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:23, archived)

Meths? METHS!
Your parents must have been rich. We had to wash our tarmac down with sump oil...


...and we had to steal our own sump oil.
( Puromycin has a serious case of the munchies, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:39, archived)

Just imagine the toys
they'd put in their Happy Meals.

Also, woo.
(Strikethrough bold italic underline, Thu 3 Apr 2008, 19:18, archived)